“On the floor, faggot!”

Mom's voice calls from the other room, “You better not be on the couch, couches are for people, faggot!”

“Oh! Sorry, Mom!” I call back truthfully, sliding quickly off the couch. I quickly sit down on my heels on the living room floor, as Mom commanded.

“Stupid fag, you should've known that!” Mom calls back, coming to check, and nodding, “Good boy, faggot. That's better.” Then she returns to what she was doing until I hear Dad's car drive into the driveway and park, and then the garage door.

“Hey, baby. How was work, today?” Dad asks Mom.

About twenty minutes later, I hear the sound of Dad's car pulling into the driveway, and the door from the garage into the kitchen opening and closing. Then, I hear my father speaking, “Hey baby. How was work today?”

“It was a good Saturday, left my apprentices to manage the afternoon shift,” she replies, as I sit and listen from the living room, not really eavesdropping, they just talk at a reasonable volume and I'm literally just around the corner from them.

“So how is he?” Dad asks.

“Very satisfactory,” Mom replies, “I put a load on his face and one in his belly. You should consider putting a couple into his stomach. If he gets enough cum he won't need to join us for dinner, which means he could be under the table for us.”

“Amy said the reprogramming might be working too well, so she may come over to check on that,” Mom adds.

“Good to know,” Dad says in return, before I hear his steps approaching the doorway, “Hey Nico. I've heard you're actually quite a faggot.” I smile at the word as I look over at my father, watching him come into the room and sit in his loveseat.

“Oh, yea, I guess,” I answer blithely, as my father unbuttons and unzips, and then frees his cock from his pants and boxers. My eyes widen and I stare as my Dad just casually pulls his cock out right in front of me, even after taking two from Mom.

“Well, faggot?” Dad says, and I smile, and immediately crawling over to my father on my hands and knees, before kneeling between his knees. I lean close, making eye contact as he watches me bring my mouth to his cock, and lick his thick meat.

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