Daddy’s Pride and Joy

It’s tough to watch your son going through hell. Maxx had been moping around for quite a while, obviously grappling with something pretty major. I sat him down on the couch and the poor boy looked utterly broken, so I pulled him into my arms and kissed his forehead tenderly. He lightly rubbed his nose against mine and then, all of a sudden, our lips were pressing against each other.My hand slid between his legs and over the rock hard bulge in his jeans. It was as I unzipped his fly and tentatively pulled out his erect penis to put it in my mouth that I realized we were crossing a line which would redefine our relationship forever. But I couldn’t stop. I had an unquenchable desire to pleasure my boy.