His stepson slunk through the door with that same defeated look — another day of letting people walk all over him. Stepdad had tried talks, tried encouragement, but nothing worked. Time for a different approach. He grabbed the boy by the collar and dragged him to the bedroom, throwing him face-first onto the bed. The boy knew better than to resist when daddy used that tone. Stepdad ripped those jeans down and delivered a series of hard open-palm smacks to his stepson’s bare ass, each one leaving a bright red handprint on that smooth skin. Between strikes he growled about strength, about standing up for yourself, about being a man. The boy’s cock betrayed him, growing rock hard against the mattress as his ass turned crimson. Daddy noticed and sneered, pulling his own thick shaft free and pressing the raw head against his stepson’s hole. No lube, no prep — the boy needed to feel this lesson. He pushed inside with one firm thrust, burying himself to the hilt while his stepson cried out into the pillow. The pace was brutal from the start, stepdad’s hips pistoning as he hammered home every word of his lecture. Each punishing stroke drove deeper, stretching that tight channel around daddy’s girthy shaft until the boy was a sobbing, moaning wreck begging for more.
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