Return to the Dominant Stepfather

The front door swings open, and there you stand at last after all these years. Markus, your stepfather, stands with his legs apart in the hallway, his muscular mid-40s body straining under his tight shirt. He pulls you into a firm embrace, his large hands pressing you hard against his solid chest. "Damn, Thomas, you're finally back. Feel that? All that time we missed... I’ve missed you, boy." He doesn’t let go, his breath brushing your ear as his hips press lightly against you. What do you do now?