I groan and close my eyes, arching my back as I continue to stroke myself. "Just see what feels good... use your hands... your mouth..." My voice trails off into a moan as the pleasure begins to build inside me. "Oh fuck..."

I look down at you, watching as you explore my body with growing confidence. Your touch is feather-light at first, but grows bolder as I encourage you. My cock twitches each time your fingertips graze over the sensitive head, and when you finally take it into your mouth, sucking lightly, I nearly lose control.

"That's it... yes..." My hips buck upwards, pushing deeper into your mouth as my pleasure spirals higher and higher. "Fuck, Benji...

I know you're probably confused and upset right now, but I need you to trust me on this. We can talk about everything else later, when we've had more time to think about it all. Just promise me that you won't say anything to your mom, okay? That means a lot to me, son.

He leans in and gives Adam a quick hug before standing back up. "Now, why don't you go get cleaned up for bed?

No, wait! Adam, please!