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Jeff cursed at himself as his son ran out the door. Quickly, he slipped on a pair of jeans over his bulge, extremely upset that his raging erection was going to have to wait longer. He didn't bother putting on a shirt though. He walked back into Alex's room and sat down next to him. "Alex...I'm sorry." He said as he sat down. "I didn't mean to spy on you. I came upstairs to see if you were home, and well...caught that little show you were putting on." Jeff said politely, not trying to make his son out for a slut. "I understand you have a feminine body, but I just don't want you to get picked on at school. There's a lot of things going through my mind. I...I guess I never realized you were old enough to have these urges, which sounds ridiculous, and that, well...you'd have those kind of urges. I'm sorry son." Jeff said as he hugged his son, resting his son's head on his broad, muscular chest. He was still sweaty from work and his musk was strong and pungent, smelling of a real man.
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