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Jordan looked at his father in shock for a few moments before he stood up from the chair he was sitting on and flung his arms around Hank's middle and let out a happy squeal as he squeezed his father tight, pulling back the blonde's smile couldnt have been wider, "Dad...Thank you I-I know you had to drop everything to move out here with me but...I am glad you are here...S-so yeah...I would really like that."

Hank gave a small smile back to his son and ruffled the boy's hair lovingly, "Your welcome Jordy~ and I think you should get used to calling me Daddy instead of Dad understand?" the older man's voice took on a playful edge as he patted Jordan's ass.

Blushing at his Fathers action, the teen gulped slightly and nodded, "Y-Yes Daddy..." He had never really thought of his father in anything other than a parental light, but with the playful pat on his butt, and the tone he took, Jordan was finally looking at his father and really seeing him.

Hank was pretty tall, 6'4 and filled out with muscles to match, nothing like a bodybuilder, really more closer to being a weightlifter than anything else, his slight pooch giving him the full dad bod look. Brown hair that was curly just like Jordan's, only with sprinklings of soft gray in his waves. Hank had given Jordan his baby blue eyes, though the man's eyes were a tinge darker than his, and the man's short stubbly beard rounded him out perfectly, giving Hank a slight teddy bear look with his kind eyes and rounder shape.

Being taken out of his thoughts by a hand grabbing his own, Jordan blinked a few times before he felt a soft tug on his hand, looking up at his father, Jordan saw he was being lead over to the corner of the living room where a changing table had been set up, Hank's eyes crinkled at the edges as he smirked at his boy, "I can hear you thinking from here son and that wont do at all..." Getting the blonde over to the table, Hank grabbed Jordan by the waist and hoisted the teen up onto the edge, (Kindly ignoring Jordans squawking from being manhandled) "So, Remember how i said i was gonna tell you how things are going to be done around here Hun?" Hank paused for a moment, letting his son nod slowly, "Well...First off i want to say that this will be the last day you will be wearing *Big Boy* clothes ever again...Or at least with out my permission." grabbing the hem of Jordan's shirt, Hank made eye contact with Jordan, who's breath was slightly hitched, strained as the young man was finding it was hard to get his lungs to work, gently taking the shirt off of the 18-year-old's upper half, the man revealed his son's smooth creamy skin to the cooler air, causing Jordan to shiver slightly, the blush that had started on his face had spread down his neck and gave his chest a soft rosy hue, unable to stop himself the man's hands softly trailed over Jordan's chest as he continued to speak, "No more *Big Boy* anything, that includes movies, games, shows...And I think this." Jordan's eyes followed after his father's hands as they slipped down his soft skin and landed down at the teen's lap, and Jordan could only feel his head go blank at the sight of the tent in his jeans, he had been so distracted with his father's words and the almost feather like touch on his chest to realize fully how hard he was, gulping he looked up at Hank, "W-what do you mean Dad...I-i mean...Daddy~"

Hank gave a soft chuckle at the boy's mix up in words, "Well Honeybee..." the man said, using an old nickname for his son as he pushed the young man's chest back gently, making him lay down on the changing table, "I dont think little boys like you should be so hard~ after all only *Big Boys* get hard like that..." hands stalling at Jordan's hips, Hank's fingers lingered for a moment at the waist band of Jordan's jeans, "Last chance to back out for now Honeybee...Are you sure you want this?"