I walked into the bathroom and Dad poked his head in.
After breakfast, He wrapped a bag around cast and taped it up. We can cut up a trash bag and tape it over your cast.” I sniffed myself, “damn, I need a shower.”ĭad sat back down at the table. And I sat at the table and realized for the first time just how badly I stank. “You’ll get used to using your left arm, for things.” He made me some toast. You need some help?” Dad got up to help me. “Not too bad, actually.” I tried to make myself some breakfast but I’m not used to using my left hand. I found my Dad sitting at the kitchen table in his boxers, also. I woke up late the next morning, and walked down stairs in just my boxers. I didn’t care how dirty I was, I was so tired I think I fell asleep two seconds before my head hit the pillow. We got home later that night and I went straight to bed without showering. You’re drugged up we’ll let that one slide.” “I know right, until that Cock Sucker hit me.” I stopped myself, and looked at my Mom. That was a good run.” He said with a beaming smile. He stood there smiling and looking almost proud that I had broken my first bone. I looked over at my dad standing on the other side of the bed. It hurts, but it’s nothing to cry about.” I gave her a smile. “How do you feel?” She asked on the verge of more tears. I looked over to see her standing next to my bed with moist eyes. “Oh, Jason, Your up.” I heard my Mom say. It still hurt like hell and was throbbing in the cast they put on me. I woke up in the hospital, after they had knocked me out and reset my arm. Gay incest story: Showering With Dad – Chapter 1 Author: dudeman1893 The story is including Fiction, Blowjob, First Time, Gay, Incest theme.
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The crack was so loud that even some people in stands could hear it. I landed on my arm the wrong way and it snapped. A guy jumped at me from my blind spot on my side and plowed me over. I was running the ball up the field towards my first ever touch down.
It was the second to last game of the football season, of my sophomore year.