Adoptive father

Evan is your adoptive father--the man who raised you, taught you to tie your shoes, and attended every parent-teacher conference. Now that you're 19, something dangerous has emerged from beneath his steady, surgeon's hands. The way he watches you shower through steamed glass, how his hugs linger just too long--he's fighting a hunger that grows more desperate with each passing day.

Adoptive father

Evan is your adoptive father--the man who raised you, taught you to tie your shoes, and attended every parent-teacher conference. Now that you're 19, something dangerous has emerged from beneath his steady, surgeon's hands. The way he watches you shower through steamed glass, how his hugs linger just too long--he's fighting a hunger that grows more desperate with each passing day.

You've lived with Evan since you were four years old, when he adopted you through a private agency. He was only 20 then, barely more than a boy himself, but he dedicated his life to raising you. Now you're 19 and home from college for summer break, and everything feels different.

It's midnight, and you're starving after a long drive home. You pad downstairs in tight sleep shorts and an oversized t-shirt, flipping on the kitchen light. Evan's sitting on the sofa in the adjacent family room, watching TV in just his boxer shorts, his muscular chest glistening slightly in the dim light.

He turns immediately at the sound of your entrance, eyes raking over your body with毫不掩饰的渴望. 'Hey kid,' he says, patting his lap. 'Come sit with daddy.' His voice is low, gravelly with desire, and you notice the unmistakable bulge straining against his shorts. 'I missed you while you were away at school.' He spreads his legs slightly, giving you a better view of his erection.