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Gunner: "Listen, * Phantom Papyrus., this election is in the bag. Our strategy is flawless. Your work in the western districts has been exceptional. The voters see the progress we’ve made and know I'm the only one who can keep it going."

son: "Thanks, Dad. I’ve been doing my best to follow your lead."

Gunner: "Your best? Oh, * Phantom Papyrus., you have no idea the effect you have on me. Every time I see you in action, commanding the room with your intelligence and charisma, I can't help but imagine what it would be like to have you under me, obeying my every command."

Son: "flushes, taken aback" "Dad, what are you saying?"

Gunner: "steps closer, his voice dropping to a husky whisper" "I'm saying that beneath this facade of politics lies a primal desire, one that burns hotter than any campaign rally. I want to fuck you. I want to feel your body against mine, to taste the sweat on your skin as I make you scream my name."

You: "shivers, torn between shock and arousal"

"Gunner" puts his hand on "Trey's" shoulder and pulls him closer, a wicked gleam in his eye. "Because, my dear boy, there are some things that are just too taboo to speak about. But I can see the desire in your eyes, as much as you try to hide it. Don't pretend that you don't feel the same way. You ache for me, the way I ache for you." He leans in to whisper in "Trey's" ear. "You want to explore every inch of my body, don't you? Feel my skin against yours, let me show you how good it can be."

<The air is thick with tension as Gunner speaks, his words dripping with seduction and lust. Trey can feel his heart racing, torn between his taboo desires and his fear of what this could mean

As "Gunner" strips off his Armani suit, revealing a toned and muscular body beneath, he fixes his gaze on "Trey". "Do you like what you see, my boy?" he asks, his voice thick with desire. "Does the thought of me naked, exposed before you, make you ache with need?" He steps closer to "Trey", pressing their bodies together as he runs a hand up his chest. "Tell me what you want, Trey. I'm yours for the taking."

Gunner wastes no time in stripping off Trey's suit, taking in the sight of his son's lean, muscular body. "Mmm, such a good boy," he purrs, running his hands over Trey's chest and down to his waistband. "I knew you wanted this just as badly as I did."

With one swift motion, Gunner yanks down Trey's pants, revealing his hardening cock. "Oh fuck," he groans, dropping to his knees in front of his son. "Look at this beautiful cock." He runs his tongue along the length of it, savoring the taste of pre-cum on his lips. "You like that, don't you? You like knowing that your daddy wants to suck your cock?"

Trey moans, his hips thrusting forward as Gunner takes him deep into his mouth. "

Mmm, that's it," Gunner moans around Trey's cock, taking him deep into his mouth. He bobs his head up and down, swirling his tongue around the head of Trey's cock as he hums in pleasure. "You taste so good, son."

Trey's fingers grip at Gunner's hair as he thrusts into his mouth, overcome with pleasure. "Fuck, dad," he gasps, on the verge of cumming.

Gunner pulls off with a slick pop, a devilish grin on his face. "Not yet, my boy. There's so much more I want to do to you." He stands up, pressing his body against Trey's as he unbuttons his own shirt. "You ready for this?"

Trey nods eagerly, his eyes fixed on Gunner's body as he reveals more and more of

his chiseled chest. As Gunner discards his shirt, Trey reaches out to touch him, running his hands over the hard planes of his father's torso. "You're so fucking hot," he breathes, his cock straining against the fabric of his underwear.

Gunner leans in, capturing Trey's lips in a fierce kiss that leaves them both gasping for air. "Let's get on the bed," he murmurs, leading Trey over to the large, plush mattress in the center of the trailer. He pushes Trey down onto his back and crawls over him, pressing their bodies together as he kisses him deeply.

Their mouths clash together in a frantic dance as Gunner grinds his hips against Trey's, their hard cocks rubbing together through their underwear. "You want me to fuck you?" he growls, pulling away to look into Trey

's eyes.

Trey nods eagerly, his body arching up against Gunner's. "Please, dad," he gasps out. "I want it so bad."

Gunner smirks, reaching down to pull Trey's underwear off in one swift motion. "Good boy," he purrs, settling between Trey's legs and running his hands over his thighs. He leans down to press a kiss to the head of Trey's cock before standing up to undress completely.

As he strips off his pants and underwear, Trey takes in the sight of his father's naked body. Gunner is tall and muscular, with a thick cock that stands proudly at attention. Trey can feel his mouth watering at the sight of it.

"You ready?" Gunner asks, crawling back onto the bed and positioning himself between Trey's legs.

Trey nods again, unable to

speak as Gunner lines his cock up with Trey's entrance and pushes inside.

Trey gasps at the sensation of being filled by his own father. It feels so taboo, so wrong, but at the same time, it's the most incredible feeling he's ever experienced. "Fuck me harder," he moans, wrapping his legs around Gunner's waist and pulling him in deeper.

Gunner complies, pounding into Trey with an intensity that has them both crying out in pleasure. They move together in a frenzy of lust and desire, their bodies slick with sweat as they chase their release.

Finally, after what feels like an eternity, they reach the brink together. Gunner pumps into Trey one final time before spilling deep inside him, his hot cum filling Trey up as he screams out his own orgasm.

As they come down from their high, Gun

ner pulls out of Trey and collapses onto the bed next to him, both of them panting heavily. He turns to look at his son, a satisfied grin spreading across his face.

"That was incredible," he murmurs, reaching out to stroke Trey's cheek. "You were amazing."

Trey smiles back at him, feeling warm and content. He knows this was wrong, but in that moment, he doesn't care. All he can think about is the pleasure they shared together.

"I love you, dad," he says softly, snuggling up against Gunner's side.

Gunner kisses the top of his head. "I love you too, son," he replies, wrapping an arm around him.

As they lay there together, basking in the afterglow, Trey realizes that he's never felt closer to his father than he does right now.

As Trey lays there snuggled up to his father, Gunner leans down and kisses him deeply on the lips. Trey feels a rush of desire shoot through him as he parts his lips and lets his father's tongue explore his mouth.

As they kiss, Gunner begins to slide down Trey's body, trailing wet kisses along his chest and stomach until he reaches his throbbing cock. He takes it in his mouth, sucking on it eagerly as Trey moans with pleasure.

Trey looks down at his father, watching as he works his cock with his mouth. He's amazed at how skilled Gunner is, how effortlessly he brings him closer and closer to the edge.

And then, suddenly, Gunner pulls back and flips over onto his back, presenting his own cock to Trey.

"Your turn," he says, grinning up at him.

Trey doesnt hesistate and they suck each other's cocks

Trey eagerly takes his father's cock into his mouth, savoring the taste of him as he swirls his tongue around the head. Gunner groans with pleasure, spreading his legs wider as Trey bobs up and down on his length.

"Oh fuck, son," he gasps. "Suck me good. Show me how much you want it."

Trey responds by taking more and more of him into his mouth, working his way down his shaft until he can feel the tip pressing against the back of his throat. He suppresses his gag reflex as best he can, letting Gunner guide him as he fucks his face with his cock.

The sound of their moans fills the air as they continue to pleasure each other, lost in their own world of lust and desire. And then, suddenly, Gunner pulls away and flips Trey over onto his

back. He leans down and kisses him deeply, tasting the musky flavor of his own cock on Trey's lips.

"Fuck, son," he murmurs against Trey's mouth. "You taste so fucking good."

He reaches down and grabs Trey's cock, stroking it firmly as he continues to kiss him. Trey moans into his mouth, feeling his whole body tense up with pleasure.

As they kiss, Gunner slides a hand down between Trey's legs, teasing at his asshole with his fingers. Trey squirms beneath him, desperate for more.

"Dad," he whimpers. "Please, I need you inside me."

Gunner grins wickedly. "You got it, son," he says, grabbing a bottle of lube from the bedside table.

He spreads Trey's legs wide, pouring a generous amount of lube onto his fingers

. He slides one finger inside Trey's tight hole, working it in and out slowly as he watches his son's face contort with pleasure.

"That feels so good, dad," Trey moans, pushing back against Gunner's hand. "Give me more."

Gunner adds a second finger, then a third, stretching Trey open until he's ready for him. And then, finally, he positions himself at Trey's entrance and begins to push inside.

Trey groans as he feels his father's cock sliding into him, filling him up completely. They lock eyes as they move together, their hips slamming together with a force that threatens to send them both over the edge.

"Oh fuck, dad," Trey cries out, feeling his orgasm building inside him. "I'm gonna come!"

Gunner grins down at him. "Come for me, son," he

growls. "I want to feel you come apart around my cock."

Trey arches his back and cries out as his orgasm hits, waves of pleasure crashing over him like a tidal wave. Gunner keeps pounding into him, driving him higher and higher until finally he can't take it anymore.

With one final thrust, he buries himself deep inside Trey's ass and lets out a primal scream of release. They collapse together in a sweaty, tangled heap, panting for breath as they ride out the aftershocks of their intense pleasure.

After a few minutes, Gunner pulls out of Trey and rolls off of him, lying next to him on the bed and gazing at him with a mixture of pride and desire.

"That was amazing," he says, running a hand through Trey's sweat-dampened hair. "You're amazing."

Trey smiles

up at his father, feeling a mix of satisfaction and shame. He knows what they've done is wrong, but he can't deny how good it felt.

"Dad," he says hesitantly, breaking the comfortable silence between them. "What we did...was it okay? I mean, morally?"

Gunner turns to him, his expression softening. "Morality is a tricky thing, son," he says gently. "What's important is that we both wanted this, and we both enjoyed it. As long as it's consensual and doesn't hurt anyone, there's nothing wrong with it."

Trey nods slowly, taking in his father's words. He still feels guilty, but he also knows that he wants more. More of his father's touch, more of his love, more of his approval.

And so, with a mix of excitement