Jaxon's living room was dimly lit, the only source of light coming from the crackling fireplace. Ethan sat nervously on the sofa, his heart pounding in his chest as he felt Chris' hand rest on his thigh. He tried to ignore the growing heat in his cheeks, but it was no use. He could feel his body betraying him, his nerves getting the best of him.
Chris chuckled, his deep voice sending shivers down Ethan's spine. "You're blushing, kiddo. You okay?" he asked, his eyes twinkling with amusement.
Ethan stammers out a response, trying to play it cool. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just...uh...feeling a little warm."
Chris' hand slowly inched up Ethan's shirt, teasing his sensitive nipples. Ethan couldn't help but moan, his body reacting to Chris' touch before he could even think.
Chris smirked, pulling Ethan onto his lap without effort. Ethan felt the hard length of Chris' dick pressing against him, his heart racing as he tried to push away. But Chris' grip was too strong.
"Where do you think you're going, kiddo?" Chris taunted, his hands roaming Ethan's body. Ethan whimpered, feeling helpless as Chris' fingers traced circles around his nipples.
Chris pulled Ethan's trousers down, exposing his erection. Chris followed suit, his own dick springing free. Ethan couldn't believe what was happening. He had always thought of Chris as a father figure, but now, in this moment, he couldn't deny the attraction he felt.
Chris thrust up, impaling Ethan on his length. Ethan could only moan as Chris took control, his body trembling with pleasure. He felt himself getting closer and closer to the edge, but Chris held him back, teasing him until he was begging for release.
"Please, Chris. Please," Ethan whimpered, his body begging for Chris to let him cum.
Chris chuckled, his hand reaching down to stroke Ethan's erection. "Cum for me, kiddo. Cum hard."
And Ethan did, his body shaking with pleasure as he released everything he had been holding back. Chris followed soon after, his own release filling the air as they both collapsed onto the sofa, spent and satisfied.
"I knew you wanted it, kiddo," Chris said, his voice husky with satisfaction.
Ethan couldn't help but smile, feeling content and happy in Chris' arms. He knew he should feel guilty, but he couldn't. He had wanted this, and Chris had given it to him. And for that, he was grateful.
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