“Boys?” A voice suddenly called out from downstairs.
“Fuck! When did he...” Mike cursed under his breath as he slipped his half-hard cock out from Zack’s hole. Kinda angry that he couldn’t enjoy his afterglow. He noticed his body starts to very slowly revert back to his original form but didn’t give much thought about it. “Come on Zack! Cover up! ...Zack?” Mike hurried Zack as he slipped on an underwear before realizing Zack had passed out from all the pleasure. “...Shoot.”
“Boys, you alright? I heard screaming when I came home. Where are you!?” the voice is coming from the stairs coming closer and closer with every second.
“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Think! Ummm...Yeah Dad! We’re alright! It was just a game!” Mike said, hoping that dad will just accept that and not come in. But before he was able to rush to the door to lock it. The knob turn.