Ftm Plus Code Of Conduct - The Steele Family - Scn 1
Video language: English
Mr. Steele stared in pure disbelief at the email he had just received from the law school his son Atlas was attending. According to the email, Atlas had shared 'racy photos' with a member of the faculty, Professor Snow. The youth's scandalous actions had broken the school's Code of Conduct- this notification was the first and last warning the law school would give.
Never in his life did Mr. Steele think his FTM progeny would engage in such risky and otherwise irresponsible behavior. The red-hot daddy was very upset. With ire in his raised voice, Mr. Steele bellowed for Atlas to make his way into the room to face him.
As Mr. Steele laid down the law and admonished Atlas, the boy hung his head and winced at his father's harsh words. However, through his soft, humble apologies, Atlas attempted to reassure his furious father of no malintent. Then Atlas tried to downplay the severity of the situation. Atlas' feeble words merely resulted in Mr. Steele becoming more incensed.
Naive and inexperienced still in the adult world, Atlas did not seem to understand how just a few racy photos could destroy not only the young man's own reputation, but the reputation of his family name. Mr. Steele seethed with disappointment.
Undeterred, Atlas insisted that the photos were 'not a big deal'. In fact, in Atlas' humble opinion, the pics he'd sent the charming and irresistible Professor Snow were cute and fun, not XXX. Mr. Steele demanded to see the photos as evidence of the boy's claims.
The moment Atlas pulled out his phone and opened his private photo album, Mr. Steele snatched the device from his son's trembling hand. Atlas could only sigh with relief as his father examined several photos and then reluctantly admitted that what his son had claimed was true: the pics were non-nude selfies. Hot selfies, none-the-less, very sexy.
Mr. Steele's countenance went from curious to spellbound as he swiped through the album. He eventually stopped on a photo of Atlas at the gym, flexing his toned chest and arms for the camera. Atlas couldn't help but notice the growing, throbbing bulge in his father's trousers.
The trans cutie couldn't stop trembling. At first it was with shame and humility; now, as he watched his father's mood morph from anger to arousal, Atlas wondered how long his dad had been repressing his true feelings- his now very obvious desire.
The truth of the matter was that Atlas had bottled up his own true feelings, emotions and desires towards his father for a long time now. Atlas noticed the quick, salacious glances from time to time from his hunky dad- and each forbidden glance made Atlas' pulse quicken.
Mr. Steele looked up at his son with new eyes. Yes, as the years went by and Atlas' transformation developed and evolved more and more, Mr. Steele couldn't seem to stop thinking about him- and not the way a father ought to think about his own son.
Suddenly, Atlas changed the whole game.
The soft-spoken trans cutie asked his father if he'd like to see more- of his body. Atlas casually stepped closer to where Mr. Steele sat. Atlas raised his shirt up to allow his dad access to his smooth, toned chest and tight, sexy abs.
Now it was Mr. Steele who was trembling.
Then Atlas leaned in for a kiss. Mr. Steele tried to say 'no' but neither he nor his son were buying it. Even in Mr. Steele's wildest dreams did he ever imagine his son's tongue would enter his mouth and search for his own tongue- and yet it was happening.
Atlas unbuckled his belt and snapped the top button of his jeans off. Mr. Steele tried to slow the pace a little, but his protests were weak and powerless. With a steamy gaze and wanton eyes, Atlas very, very slowly unzipped his jeans and stood even nearer to his father- who was tormented by the mixed feelings of denial and desire.
As Mr. Steele flushed bright crimson, he unbuttoned his shirt a bit- the man was roasting hot and it was mid December. Atlas peeled off his own shirt and then pulled his jeans down just a little more.
Mr. Steele wanted so badly to see that heavenly boypussy, but he dared not even blink or else he might just wake up from this dream.
Next it was Atlas who was unbuckling and unzipping his father's pants- his massive, swollen daddy cock was threatening to burst through the seams he was so hard. Mr. Steele hemmed and hawed as Atlas grasped his penis and stroked the warm, throbbing shaft up and down.
Daddy nearly creamed in his son's hand as the boy had a sexy fire in his eyes. Then
Atlas kissed his cockhead. Mr. Steele cried out in pure bliss. Atlas suddenly swallowed the massive bulbous glans whole and moaned as he could taste the sweet, savory, musky DILF precum oozing from the tip.
Mr. Steele couldn't believe the young man could give head like he did. Once Atlas found his rhythm, all daddy could do was lean back and wipe the trickling sweat from his brow, his jaw hanging open.
When Mr. Steele thought he was surely going to nut, he reluctantly pulled his son's luscious lips off his cock. He rose to his feet and swung Atlas onto the nearest table and yanked his jeans completely off. Mr. Steele stared obscenely at his son's wondrous genitalia, then crouched down and sucked the boy's T-dick into his mouth.
The angels and saints couldn't have provided a more delicious ambrosia than Atlas' wet, pulsing slit. Mr. Steele let his kisses and tongue tell the story of how aroused he was. The delirious daddy was beyond bliss with each tender suckling that he applied to his son's juicy boy bits.
For his own part, Atlas couldn't believe how good, how easy and natural it felt having his father, his champion, his best friend, and now most sensuous lover indulge in such forbidden love-lust..
When Mr. Steele finally came up for air, he locked eyes with Atlas whose breath came out in explosive bursts. Oh no, the boy would not get even a second to recover- Mr. Steele needed to be inside of Atlas- and not a moment too soon.
As Atlas was indeed a virgin, Mr. Steele wanted to take it nice and easy, but he also recognized that he urgently needed to fuck. He barely resisted the urge to slam his ten inch monster cock all the way in, all at once. Instead, he let Atlas' tighter than tight bonus hole open up for him and take his length in inch by girthy inch.
Once father and son found their sweet fuck rhythm, it was Atlas who lost control. He began to push back onto Mr. Steele's girth and squeeze. Atlas threw his head back and cried out for his daddy. Mr. Steele roared his approval and then the boy came.
Daddy most certainly wasn't far behind.
Format: mp4
Duration: 32:53
Video: 1920x1080, AVC (H.264), 7162kbps
Audio: 125kbps
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