“You sure you’re ready for all this, boy?” Roy asked, pawing his erection.
“Yes. Please, Daddy?”
Roy looked down at Ethan’s eager face, his perky tits and the dome of his belly peppered with black hair. He was one fucking sexy chub, down there on his knees, waiting for Daddy to feed him. Hooking his thumbs into his waistband, Roy slowly pulled downwards until his cock sprang up and out, its head smacking Ethan on the nose as it did so.
“That’s right, boy. Please Daddy,” Roy said, and sighed as Ethan dove forward and enveloped him in his mouth.