Stare back at John
From Create Your Own Story
His arrival seems to suck the air from the room and in that peculiar stillness, your father's eyes follow the line of your neck to the flat of your chest to the length of your sex. You want to speak then but find that your tongue is stuck to your palate. John walks over and you notice a certain stiffness to his shoulders.
"You're handsome." Your father says, but you hear something else.
He says notghing when your wet fingers find his belt, work it open and culp his bulge. But when you curve your fingers around the hem of his boxer and pull it down, he starts to move and his grip is firm.
"Don't."
His cock lengthen, pushes the fabric.
You get out of the tube and push him against the the wall as you wrench your hand free.
"Stop it!"
But your mouth around him as his mouth falling open. Still, his hands on your shounderstanding are trying to pry you off. And he's strong. You feel his grip crushing your shoulder blades. But you're strong too.
"Stopstopstop!!"
But you don't and you keep going until his cock is throbing with need.
"Oh fuck. Please stop!"
You press your head against him, your nose touching his pubes as John's toes curl fiercely and he comes with a cry.
