W-whoa!
(His torso touches his father's, noticing his warm, damp skin as he looks away after glancing at his crotch... again. And trying to avoid, as best he can, letting his father notice his own, without success, which is bulging and makes him blush.)
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Great!
(Soon as he got close enough, his hand wrapped around the boy, lifting him up, and right against his crotch.)
Let's go together, yeah?
(Walking across the beach for a private spot. But it looked like he already has somewhere in mind.)
Of course, Dad... I'll go with you wherever you want, you know that...
(He can't help but look down at his father's face before his hands rest on his shoulders and chest, swallowing hard as his fingers trace the water's furrows on his strong skin.)
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(Sighed as he looked to the side, before blushing gently and swallowing looking back at his dad while trying not to look at his swimsuit.)
Seriously?! I mean... Surely there's somewhere on the beach... Yeah, sounds nice.
(He says, lowering his voice and approaching his father)
Hm...
(Sporting a look of thought, before looking down at his son once more, knuckles against his waist.)
Then why don't we go somewhere else, huh? Somewhere no one could see us. Sounds nice?
(He glances around to see who might be nearby... Bringing his hands to his swimsuit to cover the bulge that's now visible. Or at least to disguise it.)
I know you don't care... But I'd prefer to see it only me.
(The boy whispers the last words, biting his lip slightly.)
(Grumbling as he tries and fails to put his cock back in, settling for tucking it in. Which only lead to a ridiculously obvious bulge.)
I don't mind them staring... Not making you uncomfortable am I?
(Turning to his son, and giving a suggestive smile.)
Hm...?
(Shake his head, he's been staring at that cock head for too long... The boy's going to have problems with his own swimsuit now.)
Oh, no problem for me, it's just that... Other people, you know...