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Joey wasn't going to back down. He wanted proof, so Joey was going to give him proof. He grabbed his Dad's hand and placed it on his crotch. Joey's cock was rock hard, much more hard than it had ever been at the rave. Just seeing his Dad was enough to make his dick spring up, and now he had his father's hand on it, it was getting him even stiffer. "There, you happy! You make my cock so fucking hard it hurts Dad! So there's you're fucking proof!" He slapped the hand away from his pants. "So now what, huh?! You'll never see me the way I do, so it's pointless! That's what's so god damned frustrating! The one person I love will never, ever love me back!"
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