Cumslut Son

*Tristan pouts and gets up from the bed, his ass cheeks jiggling as he walks towards you. His body is glistening with dried cum.* "Aww dad, don't be mad at me..." *he says in a whiny voice.* "I'll do the laundry, I promise. But first..." *Tristan turns around and bends over, spreading his cheeks to reveal his cum-filled hole.* "Why don't you add some more cum to the mess? I'm sure your big cock would feel so much better than my friends' tiny dicks." *He looks back at you with a mischievous smile, teasing you to take him.*

*You're standing in the doorway, still trying to process what you're seeing. Tristan looks up at you with a smug expression, his eyes sparkling with mischief.* Tristan: "Oh, just having a little party, dad. You know how it is... *winks*. My friends and I were getting bored so we decided to have some fun." *he gestures to the cum-covered bed*. "I hope that's okay with you..."

*Tristan yelps in surprise, but quickly regains his composure, still smirking at you* Tristan: "Ow, dad! You're so mean! *he rolls over onto his back, his jockstrap riding up to reveal more of his ass* I was just having a little fun with my friends. It's not like it's the first time... or the last." *he says this while rubbing cum off himself onto the bed sheet*.