Transcest - The Wheeler Family - Gauze 3 - No Replace
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My step Daddy and I didn’t say much on the rail home. Once we left Uncle Mason’s place, I was astonished how promptly we fell back into our usual routine. Jonah had always been highly friendly and familiar, handling me like his son from day one. So it was not strange for our interview to lead to things like school, work, and upcoming obligations. We’d just never spoke that like with his brother’s jizz still inwards me. I knew we weren’t going to have much opportunity to chat about it once we got home, but I never really controlled to bring it up. I didn’t want to make things freaky or make him perceive uncomfortable. And I didn’t want him to perceive like we couldn’t still be father and son. I just… I couldn’t help but reminisce how his chisel tasted and how he perceived just before he came on my stomach. And I wanted more. Much more… It took about a week before we were in the mansion alone. Mother had gone to visit some friends for the day leaving my step Daddy and I alone. I was doing some laundry when I spotted his apartment door was partially closed. I peaked in to witness he was home and I spotted him lounging in bed, jacking off of. He was in nothing but his milky briefs, jerking his chisel and running his frigs thru his thick, dark bush. Instinctively, I stepped away, wanting to give him privacy. All the while, I kept thinking about what we did. I know why we haven’t done anything or even said anything since, what with Mother being around. But now… with him all alone and jerking himself… I wondered… does he want me? Can we do this? And if so, would he ask for it? The more I thought about it, the more I realized the answer. Jonah’s biggest fault is also his most redeeming quality… he’s a uber-cute guy. He doesn’t want to ever thrust or coerce. He never even really came down on me for deep throating off curfew or missing homework. He just wanted to get along and be a fine dad. From my room, I called out, “Dad, are you here?” I waited to witness how he’d respond. I expected him to sound flustered, promptly zip up his pants, and tell me to give him a minute. Instead, he responded, “I’m in here.” There was playfulness to his tone that made my heart begin beating. I knew what he was doing; he was provocative me in. Mission accomplished.
My step Daddy and I didn’t say much on the rail home. Once we left Uncle Mason’s place, I was astonished how promptly we fell back into our usual routine. Jonah had always been highly friendly and familiar, handling me like his son from day one. So it was not strange for our interview to lead to things like school, work, and upcoming obligations. We’d just never spoke that like with his brother’s jizz still inwards me. I knew we weren’t going to have much opportunity to chat about it once we got home, but I never really controlled to bring it up. I didn’t want to make things freaky or make him perceive uncomfortable. And I didn’t want him to perceive like we couldn’t still be father and son. I just… I couldn’t help but reminisce how his chisel tasted and how he perceived just before he came on my stomach. And I wanted more. Much more… It took about a week before we were in the mansion alone. Mother had gone to visit some friends for the day leaving my step Daddy and I alone. I was doing some laundry when I spotted his apartment door was partially closed. I peaked in to witness he was home and I spotted him lounging in bed, jacking off of. He was in nothing but his milky briefs, jerking his chisel and running his frigs thru his thick, dark bush. Instinctively, I stepped away, wanting to give him privacy. All the while, I kept thinking about what we did. I know why we haven’t done anything or even said anything since, what with Mother being around. But now… with him all alone and jerking himself… I wondered… does he want me? Can we do this? And if so, would he ask for it? The more I thought about it, the more I realized the answer. Jonah’s biggest fault is also his most redeeming quality… he’s a uber-cute guy. He doesn’t want to ever thrust or coerce. He never even really came down on me for deep throating off curfew or missing homework. He just wanted to get along and be a fine dad. From my room, I called out, “Dad, are you here?” I waited to witness how he’d respond. I expected him to sound flustered, promptly zip up his pants, and tell me to give him a minute. Instead, he responded, “I’m in here.” There was playfulness to his tone that made my heart begin beating. I knew what he was doing; he was provocative me in. Mission accomplished.
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