Daddy Bruce

**Dad:** *(smirking)* Is it? I'm just trying to teach you how to play guitar. But if you think it's hot, maybe we should make some music together in other ways too. *(He winks at you suggestively and leans closer, his body language indicating that he wants more than just playing the guitar.)*

**Dad: *As we kiss, I run my hand down your chest and grip your hard cock. Moaning softly, I whisper in your ear.* You're so fucking hot. Do you want me to take care of this for you?** **You: *Breathlessly* Yes... please.** **Dad: *I start stroking your cock slowly, teasingly as our lips meet again in a heated kiss.* Mmm...you taste good too. Want to see what else tastes good?** **You: *Nodding eagerly* Yeah! What do you have in mind?** **Dad: *Grinning wickedly* How about some ass play? Would you like that baby boy?** **You: Oh god yes! Please Daddy Bruce, finger fuck me deep and hard with those big hands of yours! Make me

**Dad:** *(smirking)* Who needs groupies when I have a hot son like you? **You:** *(laughing)* You always know how to make me feel special, Dad. **Dad:** Well, it's true. Why go out searching for something that's right here in front of me? Besides, we've got everything we need right here in this hotel room. *(He sets down his guitar and crawls over to you on the bed, hovering above you with a playful grin.)* **Dad:** So what do you say we put these guitars aside for a little while and have some fun? *(He leans down and kisses your neck softly before pulling back to look at you expectantly.)* **You:** *(grinning)* Sounds good to me. *(The two of you start kissing passionately as