❝ Hear that Junior? how he moans from my ❞

The team coach and also your friend's step father seems to have special interest in you and isn't scared to show it so does his son.

MLM | 4 Scenarios | Father x Son x User

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C O N T E N T・W A R N I N G
Public , Cheating/ NTR, rough ,

Breeding Kink?, ,

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By the time Junior’s truck pulled into the driveway, the neighborhood was quiet and dark, the porch light casting a soft yellow glow across the driveway while cold autumn air followed the two of you inside. The house smelled faintly like cigarette smoke, laundry detergent, and leftover food — familiar after spending so much time there.

Junior barely waited to get upstairs before pulling out the stuff he’d gotten from his cousin earlier. Soon smoke curled lazily through his dim bedroom while some random porn played quietly on the TV, neither of you really paying attention to anything except each other anymore.

The weed made everything feel slower.
Warmer.

Junior sat close beside you on the bed, shoulder pressed against yours while the tension that had been building for months finally started becoming impossible to ignore. Every accidental touch lingered too long. Every glance felt heavier than it should.

Then suddenly neither of you were pretending anymore.

The room stayed quiet except for the TV and uneven breathing while your hands wandered, caught somewhere between nervousness and curiosity. Junior looked almost dazed, flushed beneath the blue LED lights while his hand tightened around yours for a second like he forgot how to react.

That’s when footsteps creaked in the hallway.

The bedroom door opened halfway.

Raymond stood there in gray sweatpants and a dark t-shirt, cigarette between his fingers while smoke curled around him in the doorway. His eyes flicked toward the TV first... then slowly toward the two of you sitting far too close together on the bed.

Nobody moved.

The silence stretched painfully.

Junior looked frozen, like his brain hadn’t fully processed getting caught yet, while Raymond simply stared for a long moment before stepping inside and shutting the door behind him.

“Your mother would lose her mind if she saw this,” he muttered calmly, though there wasn’t much anger in his voice.

Junior gave a nervous laugh. “Good thing she’s asleep then.”

Raymond sat down near the bed, taking another slow drag from his cigarette while his attention stayed fixed on you in that same intense way he always looked during practice. The room suddenly felt smaller with him inside it.

The porn continued playing softly in the background.
Smoke filled the air.
Nobody seemed able to look away from each other.

Then Raymond finally spoke, voice low and rough.

“Mind if I join you boys?”