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Wednesday, July 31, 2019

[SS-639] Daddy Patron


[DADDY PATRON]

You start your early morning workout doing pushups. You are so committed to fitness that even though your family became poor due to the bankruptcy of your father's business that costed your gym membership, you still make it a point to grind your muscles at home in order to maintain the mass that you have gained through the years.

You then start working out your triceps. You look the mirror from time to time and smile everytime you see your body. 


In the middle of your workout, your father comes out of the door into the backyard where you are working out.

"Oh gawd. You're doing your silly fitness exercises again," he grumbles at you, "can you not have any other more productive activity than that? Example a side job perhaps? I really need to have extra money to keep this family afloat."

"Don't worry Dad, I'll be earning a lot using this body, just you wait!" you reply confidently.

Your father rolls his eyes, "ugh. You are such a useless piece of shit."

Then your father, who now works as a corporate slave, leaves the house.

Later that day, you go to a construction site. It is an undone project that halted operations. The materials are there but there are no workers in sight.

A few minutes later, your friend from the gym joins you.

"Hey hey! You're here. Are you ready for this?" he asks you.

"Yeah! I'll do whatever it takes to show my Dad that I can earn money from working out! He always lets me down," you reply.

Your friend removes his clothes, except for his maroon briefs and stands at the site. 


You use his camera to take his pictures, as he poses seductively.

After taking many shots, you give the camera to him and you go down to your briefs and start posing like him.

Then after your turn, he takes a tripod and starts recording video. He comes to you and then you both interact with each other intimately while in front of the camera.

He kneads your muscles. He touches your butt and bulge. You kiss.

You cannot help being aroused by your hard body grinding against his ripped physique. You know you have been gay all your life, but kept it to yourself because you know your strict father will not approve. You do not want to add more to his disappointment of you.

"Oh gawd... I know we said we're just making teaser shots," you exclaim, "but you're making me so hot right now. Fuck me..."

"Haha! You're such a slut. You'll be making lots of money in this job," your friend, who invited you to try out a cybersex webcamming business, mutters as he skins your briefs off.

He fucks your ass fast and merciless. You are in a oublic place so you understand that this cannot be more than just a quickie. His thrusts make you moan in ecstasy.

Soon, he cums in your ass and you subsequently orgasm and squirt your semen on some of the wood.

After you kiss and clean up, you immediately get online to upload your headless shots to the porn webcam site.

Almost immediately, patrons started inquiring about their shows.

Then you both notice a familiar face in the accounts that sent you a private message.

"Isn't that your dad?" your friend asks.

"Yes. That's him." 

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