The Final Throb

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  • Duration: 33:09
  • Added: 5 months ago

Description:

The expression of pure displeasure reigns on Robert's face as David throbs his dick back and forth to his overused ass: he knew he couldn't suffer any longer. He moans with disgust, avoiding eye contact with his insufferable master. A splatter of cum showers his ass cheeks; his relief, clearly visible. Robert takes a quick breather, with head adaze, and gives David, his dad, the final throb.



The sun is up. Breakfast must be made. Laundry must be done. Chores must be finished. It's the daily routine Robert has done religiously for many years; all in the service of David, his stepdad.
Robert knew of his stepdad's perverted desire for him since his teenage years. After downing half a dozen beers, in a seemingly endless drinking binge, he comes to his room in search for quick sexual relief. David's rest, the hours when he is passed out swimming in his own puke, is disturbed with his horn for Robert. His aggression, directed towards his always loving and patient stepson, Robert, comes in many forms, most evidently in their rough, secret, sexual sessions.

Despite it all, Robert remained patient and understanding; love, after all, comes with no conditions, especially for your the man you regard as your father. But with fear of losing himself at this cycle of nonstop grief, he decides that today is the day. Eggs are cooked. Bread, toasted. Vegetables pared and put in a deep bowl. Breakfast is made. Breakfast is served, handed to his demanding father, David. No gratitude is shown; just a grin to move on to his next tasks.

The day goes by as usual: he shaves his stepdad's fast-growing facial hair, and sorts their laundry. Once all is done, he takes the refuge of a book to get some much needed rest from an already busy morning. David enters their bedroom angered and disappointed. Once a place for fatherly love and guidance, it has now become Robert's hell hole; the quiet witness of his stepfather's sinful desires. Those once gentle caresses have turned into tight, loveless grips. With David holding his failed exam results, he extends a sincere apology; a silent appeal for his father not to touch him. David reaches for Robert's head, and smooches it to his denim crotch.

Robert tries his best to have fun using mental snapshots of good times; times when their quickies were fun and enjoyable for him. But none are left; his thoughts of his stepdad are dark and grim; his enchantment replaced with an unspoken rage. With every lick of David's dick, every painful tear shed is remembered. With every lick to David's balls, the desire to escape heightens. And yet, he obliges, pretending to be happy, as he knows inside that this is the day. David eats Robert's ass. He rims it hard, his tongue sliding up and down from his hole to sac. This intense passion from David is met by a silent disgust. Bent and helpless, his helpless stepson surrenders.

With Robert's asshole wet, David begins to fuck. What was then an intense expression of their mutual devotion is now a joyless task for the clearly exhausted stepson. David tries to get a caress from him, but to no avail. Robert is just there for the ride. David throbs viciously on his stepson's hole, with a blank look to his stepfather. This is not making love; just loveless fucking. All the love is lost, and the few bits of respect he has for his stepfather are now slipping away. David puts his stepson into different positions and even tries to kiss him in an attempt to get Robert to lighten up, but no love is left. The prevailing sensation is pain, not just of the ass, but of the heart. Robert is puzzled, thinking how his father can do this to him.

The expression of pure displeasure reigns on Robert's face as David throbs his dick back and forth to his overused ass: he knew he couldn't suffer any longer. He moans with disgust, avoiding eye contact with his insufferable master. A splatter of cum showers his ass cheeks; his relief, clearly visible. Robert takes a quick breather, with head adaze, and gives David, his stepdad, the final throb.
It was, for Robert, finally over.

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Dom Ully

Age: 28
Body: 5'9
Height: 5'6
Hair: Brown
Weight: 134
Eyes: Blue
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David Kadera

Age: 31
Body: 5'9
Height: 5'9
Hair: Blond
Weight: 204
Eyes: Brown
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