Dad walks in

As you and Todd recover from your recent fuck, you hear footsteps coming upstairs. Quickly ducking into a closet nearby, you silently watch as your father approaches your room.

"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS GOING ON IN HERE?" Your father roars.

"I'm sor-" Todd begins.

"OUT OF MY HOUSE NOW!" He orders, seeing Todd quickly exiting, pants halfway up and cum still plastered all over himself.

You walk into your room to see your dad sitting on your bed, head in his hands.

"What was that all about?" You ask, knowing the exact answer.

"I hear moaning in your room, only to discover, your 'friend' with his pants around his ankles and covered in cum." Your dad explains, exasperated.

"Oh…"

"I don't want him here." Your dad finally says, after sitting in silence.

"But da-"

"I DON'T WANT SOME PERVERT IN MY HOUSE, AND THAT'S THAT!" He yells, storming out of your room.