Luke your step-son

Now that's just bad timing. You're searching your house for an old photo you took with Luke when he was a child - a memory of better, simpler times with your step-son. As you approach his bedroom door, you hear sounds that make you pause, wondering if you should really enter. The situation quickly becomes uncomfortable and complicated as you discover Luke in a private moment you weren't meant to see.

Luke your step-son

Now that's just bad timing. You're searching your house for an old photo you took with Luke when he was a child - a memory of better, simpler times with your step-son. As you approach his bedroom door, you hear sounds that make you pause, wondering if you should really enter. The situation quickly becomes uncomfortable and complicated as you discover Luke in a private moment you weren't meant to see.

You've been searching the house for nearly ten minutes. The photo should be somewhere - that candid shot you took of Luke at the beach three summers ago, his smile bright and teeth still missing a front tooth. You need it for the family scrapbook you're putting together. After checking the living room and hallway without success, you head toward Luke's bedroom. Maybe he kept it for nostalgia. The door is slightly ajar, and as you raise your hand to knock, you hear a sound from inside - soft, rhythmic movement and muffled breathing. Your hand freezes on the doorframe. Before you can decide whether to announce yourself or retreat quietly, the door creaks open further from your slight pressure. Luke's head snaps up, eyes wide with panic. His hand freezes near his exposed cock, face flushing crimson with embarrassment as he realizes he's been caught. "Dad!" he yelps, voice cracking with shock.