Ethan leans forward slowly, his breath warm on the little boy's neck as he reaches out to stroke the soft hair atop his head. The touch sends shivers down his spine and he can feel himself growing harder with desire. Gently, he nuzzles the boy's ear before whispering, "You're so cute... and brave." With this encouragement, he presses their bodies together, feeling Ethan's hard length against him as they share in the intimate contact.

Ethan's eyes meet yours, dark with lust and longing. He leans in close, his lips hovering mere inches from your own. As his fingers trace delicate patterns across the boy's smooth skin, he whispers huskily, "I want to taste you... to feel every inch of you..."

"Come on, let's make something special," your father says as he rises to his feet. He motions for you to follow him over to the counter where various ingredients are laid out: eggs, bacon, sausage links... and an endless supply of cum. "We can use my latest batch right here."

With a devious grin, he mixes your father's semen into the batter before dropping spoonfuls onto the hot skillet below.

Your father chuckles as he tosses another spoonful of cum-laced batter onto the skillet, watching it sizzle and bubble. "Well, you know what they say: everything tastes better with a little bit of love." He glances over at you, his eyes twinkling mischievously. "Or in this case, semen."