He takes his sons ass

As Todd was uttering those words, his dad leapt to sudden action. Todd didn't have time to react as his dad grabbed his shorts and yanked them down. As Jack suspected, Todd was naked underneath. Jack smiled—it wasn't a particularly pleasant-looking smile—as he saw Todd’s boypussy hole involuntarily clench as the air hit it.

“DAD! WHAT THE FUCK?” Todd swung around but only managed to knock his cereal bowl off the counter. Milk splashed everywhere and the bowl shattered on the ground, and as Todd looked down reflexively to try to catch it, Jack seized the opportunity and grabbed his son in a bear hug right around his waist and tackled him forward, onto the bar. Jack had already undone his fly, and he slipped his wet, hard cock out of the open zipper and slammed his pelvis forward, stabbing his rigid cock at his boy’s clenched hole.

“WHAT THE FUCK? ****!! DAD, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?? ****!!” Todd was screaming nearly randomly, in complete shock, as he felt his dad’s weight on top of him, preventing him from getting up, and felt something pressing, hard, against his asshole.

As Jack continued his **** on his son’s ass, attempting to **** his cock into his son’s tight hole, he started talking to his incoherent, screaming son.

“This is your boypussy, son, your boypussy. I need it, I need your boypussy so bad, and don’t worry, you’re going to love it. Boypussy is the best, it’s the best, you’ll love having your boypussy stuffed full.”

Todd started shaking in confusion and terror at his dad’s words. “Dad, what the fuck are you talking about? Get off me! Boypussy? Are you some kind of fag, Dad? Get off me, you fucking faggot ****! That’s disgusting!”

Just then, Jack made one final brutal thrust and his cock head managed to slip into his son’s fiercely clenched hole. Todd screamed in agony as it pushed past his sphincters.

“AAAAAAAUGHGHHGGHHH!!!! FUCK DAD THAT FUCKING HURTS SO BAD!”

“Relax and let me in, Todd, let me in your boypussy. This is what it’s for, your boypussy is here for me to fuck.”