Today was the day. Dexter, Kiba’s father, was going to meet his kidnapped son. Guilt hung over his head as he was reminded of the night when he succumbed to his desires for his son with the trucker - was it really the best idea? 
He remembered how hard he came that night, he just didn’t like the guilt after. Maybe the trucker will change that, but today he had just come to pick up his son - nothing more! 
As he arrived at the address given to him over the phone call last night, he realised just how in-the-middle-of-nowhere this place was. 
He looked down to see his bulging crotch, his head swimming with thoughts of his naked son - trying to will it away the best he can. Here he is about to rescue his son, and the first thought that went through his mind was sex?


Dexter has always had strange thoughts about his son. When he first took him out to get some clothes, the two went to the changing room - and Dexter’s cock could not stop throbbing in his jeans to the sight of his sexy son’s, soft, 6-year old ass. 
The father has had so many years of sexual tension - and it’s all because of his sexy son, Kiba. He is a perverted dad, for sure. As much as he could, he made all sorts of excuses for his son to bend over, or change his clothes - just so he can secretly take a photo of that soft, furry ass and jack off to it madly when he’s home, and Kiba is put to bed. Many, many pedo loads were spurted in the father’s room to his son. He kept a folder of all the sneaky photos he took of his son’s backside on his PC, all for fapping material - and, it’s not just that he kept, too. He also kept the family photos on-hand at all times - so that whenever he is away from the PC - he can just go to the nearest private place, whip out his dick and photo album, focus on the pictures of his son with his friends or family, and paint the pictures white. It’s a good job he never has any relatives around, asking why the pictures are crusty!
Even now, as he sits in his car, looking at the shack from where his son is held captive - he has a need to just jerk off to those photos before going in with a clear mind. But he knows it is futile; for as soon as he spurts a load, less than twenty-minutes later, his mind will be hazy with sex again. Such is the libido of a well-matured man with a big dick and insatiable need for young hole.
Just as he was going to get out of the car door, his bulging crotch called him to attention.
“Fuck it,” he said, unzipping his jeans to let his impressive 9-inch throbbing boy-lust erection free. 
“Time to jerk it.”
Dexter’s mind rushed back to when he first took Kiba to school. As soon as Kiba was making his way to school, seeing that small furry ass wiggle it’s way away, he rushed back to his car - ignoring his throbbing pedo-erection as much as he could, he mind seared with the image of not only his son, but also the image of many more cute boys playing in the playground as he fumbled for his keys, marched back inside the house, undid all of his clothes - and rushed up the stairs. Once he was in his son’s room, he smelt deeply, and his cock throbbed a big string of precum on the carpet, aching, begging for a young hole like his son's to wrap around it.
His eyes focused on his son’s bedsheets, them decorated with various superheroes and the like. Maybe Kiba was a bit too old to still be having bedsheets like that, but fuck, did it turn his father on to see that! The father is such a kiddy-loving fuck that he even gets turned by his son’s bedsheets. 
All the while his son was at school, all he could think about was his teacher taking him behind an alley and fucking the shit out of him. Pedo or no, any man who has a libido will surely be fired up by the sight of that sexy small, plump ass Kiba has. It’s just begging to be raped.
Dexter didn’t know what happened the next that day, since he was just so overcome by desire, his mind swimming with the fantasy that a sexy, big-dicked teacher is fucking the shit out of his son while his kid begs him to stop. It was enough to make Dexter jump up on that bed, and jerk off like mad to the thought, all the while, surrounded by the smell and sight of his son’s bedroom. 
“Kid’s been cumming in here for sure.”
His cock was about ready to burst with seed as he imagined his son fingering himself to some muscular men on the internet. 
“Be it bear, wolf, or bull - there’s so many handsome men that will love to have a chance with you… But never forget how hard your daddy cums to you, son!”
Dexter cried out as he sped up his thrusts on his cock, cumming all over the wall and painting Kiba’s cushions with his seed.
“God damn, how will I explain this?”


--- Back to the present day ---


Dexter was darted awake from a scream coming from the shack. It didn’t take long for him to realise that it was his boy that was crying for help but, as he rushed out, he noticed his still-throbbing cock.
“Aw, fuck it! If I go in to save my son with a hard-on, so be it.”
Dexter was resolved to get his son back, by any means necessary. However, the wolf trucker - Alex - has more up his sleeve. He hasn’t forgotten about last night, where the father jerked off to his son, and he certainly will be making use of that lust to torment the father further...


It took all the courage he had to step into that shack, but once he entered, he heard the deep voice of the trucker boom out:
“You finally arrived, I saw the truck pull up ages ago! I was tempted to snuff him out myself.”
Dexter, oblivious to the danger that his son is in (he even could be killed) couldn't take his eyes off his son's bound form - his naked body completely tied up by rope, his boy cock hard in front of him. He looked lean, girly, sexy… Kiba gulped and his eyes welled up. 
“D-Daddy, is that you?”
Dexter knelt down in front of him to fondle that small boy cock and balls, Kiba confused by his actions, thinking that he was going to help him out and make the big meany go away - but all his father was doing was molesting him. 
“Fucking ‘ell, ‘yer a complete pedo, ain't ‘ya?” Alex sneered on behind him,
Dexter winced out those words. He couldn't help it! It was his dicks fault; he wasn't supposed to do this! 
“You'd rather fondle your son first before you even think about getting him out. Didn't think it would be this easy, so…”
Alex called in another wolf cub - looking similar to Kiba if it wasn't for those green eyes. 
Kiba gasped as he recognised the boy, 
“A-Adam?!”
“Picked this cutie up from ‘yer sons school. Jesus, fuck, I didn't think they'd be so many cute boys. It was so hard to decide which one to steal…”
Dexter, as if he was just realising the consequences of his actions, looked uneasy at Alex and gulped. 
“W-Well, I'm sure we can to some arrangement to free my son, w-wouldn't you think?”
Alex looked slightly disappointed at the father, 
“Stop lying to ‘yerself, mate. I can see ‘yer hard cock probing me at my abs.”
Dexter gasped as he realised it was true - the trucker was stark naked before him, the hairy muscular body exposed in all glory - whereas Dexter himself was still wearing a sweat-soaked shirt and profusely tented-out sweatpants. 
Alex read his mind as he threw those sweatpants down to expose 9 hard throbbing inches of daddy's pedo cock, those full balls churning on just below. Alex smelt in deeply as the dominant musk of the father took up the room. 
“Yeah, that's the smell of man all right. Going commando too, eh? Just what were you doing in your car?”
“Um…”
Alex walked up close to the father, and sneered - stroking his cock and feeling up the father's muscled front with his paw. Dexter let out a moan as Alex's paw encircled his cock.
“Go on… You can tell me.”
Dexter looked at his son and his tenting cock throbbed even further. 
“I… W-was jacking off.” He winced again. Goddamn, his son didn't need to know that. 
“Mmmm.” The trucker gripped the father's cock underneath his shorts and started stroking it, making him shiver and buckle his knees in delight. 
“And would you like your son to go without a scratch?”
The father gasped as Alex groped his cock, making throb in his paw and spurt some pre in his slacks. 
“But that's not all, isn't it? You didn't come here just to ‘pick up’ your son, casually from the paws of a kidnapper. No no, there's a catch. But it involves you doing something before you leave. Something that you've always wanted, I bet.”
The trucker moved down to lightly kiss the handsome muscular wolf by his neck, slowly but surely moving his trousers down - revealing daddy's big fluffy pube bush to the boy. Kiba gasped out as he caught a glimpse of his father's bush. Anyone knows that the bigger the bush - the bigger the cock. The boy whimpered and the father heard it, closing his eyes and trying not to think dirty thoughts of his son who was right in front of him. 
“You want something young, warm, tight… And you can't leave without it.”
The father growled out as Alex talked him down - keen on not succumbing to his words. It was all for naught, though, because Alex had yanked down his jeans completely - exposing his hard cock to his son, which had whacked him in the face.
Even when his father tried to pull away, Kiba took a hold of his cock and massaged it, making the father growl out in pleasure.
“Goood boy,” Alex cooed out.
“See? The kid knows what to do when cock is in front of him.”
Dexter gasped as Kiba instinctively sucked on the tip of his fat uncut cockhead, looking up to his father for assertion.
“This man says it's okay to suck cock - what do you think, daddy?”
Dexter looked uneasy at Alex, who was too preoccupied by fucking the new wolf cub that his just picked up from school, to look back at his son again - gently ruffling his headfur and guiding his head further down on his thick throbbing shaft as Kiba suckled on his dad's fat prick, the father getting more and more courageous to give into his desires with each second that his son sucks his cock for. 
Then he felt Alex's beard tickling him as he placed his head on his shoulder, 
“How does your kid's mouth feel, pedo?” He said, his deep voice whispering into his ear like honey - making the father shiver out, 
“I'm not a pedo!” He shouted, noticing Kiba’s wide-eyes once he said so. 
“You're not a pedo?” Kiba gently said, stopping his suckling for a moment, making the father grit his teeth and just want to shove his son back down on his cock so it could be over and done with. 
“B-But Alex says that, when I suck men's cocks, I make them pedos… A-Am I not sucking good enough?” 
Alex had brainwashed the kid good. The father was losing his voice of reason, slowly giving into his lust. 
“N-No, son, you're doing just fine. Now, keep sucking…”
The father was starting to use more control. Taking his son's head in his hands. Directing him on that cock. 
“Good, take control. Feel those tight, young, lips against your throbbing, pedo, prick.”
That was it. Alex's baritone voice and his hairy chest rubbing against his back had already set him off - but to have his son suck his cock, to hear those forbidden, yet desirable words and feelings reach his cock and ear… It lit a fire in him. A fire yet unkindled, was now burning. He was the alpha, and he would show this good-for-nothing pedo trucker what he was really fapping to in his car. He was jacking off to his son. And now he has his cock in his son's mouth. Alex got the idea, and slinked away from him, eager to resume his own fuck of the other boy while the father gives into his deepest desires - a pit of depravity that was finally seeing reality. 
“Ngh, fuck, my son has my cock in his mouth. My cock. In my son's sexy cub muzzle, fuck, suck it good, boy. Make me into a pedophile.” Dexter had pulled Kiba down to the base of his cock, so that his nose was deep in those musky pubes - inhaling the deep, room-filling musk of his father. Kiba was choking on his dad's cock, literally. Air was scarce when his tight throat is full with his father's thick cock, and the boy was deepthroating it fully. 
Dexter looked at his son's watery eyes, seeing the tears run down his cheeks with a nonchalant expression. 
“I think it's what you deserve. For being young. For being so fucking irresistibly sexy. It's why you got kidnapped, slut.”
Dexter had started thrusting in and out of that tight muzzle with a grunt - swiftly and with precision. His son's lips clasped on to the cock to the cock like a last resort, the small young boy desperate and begging for air. But he would find none. Even if his father, in the middle of his rampant facefucking, had thrust his thick dick out of the boy's slimy, tight throat - it would matter little, as the shock of getting that thick cock forced back into him made him lose more air. His son spoke no words. He just looked up to his father for mercy. In turn, the father, unhinged in his yearly pent-up for his lust, did not care for the future of his son. He only cared for the now - and that meant unloading his thick fatherly seed inside his son, even if it would take his son to his last dying breath - the father's cock would still forge on and throb in that tight clenching gullet, for that is where it truly belonged; where it was meant to be - it is for the older men to receive pleasure from. Men with big dicks like Dexter cannot help but be controlled by his lust. As he looked in his son's eyes, he felt no remorse, only a deep satisfied, loud moan came from Dexter - his eyes bright with the fire of pleasure, as Kiba could feel his world growing dark. Kiba’s last sight was his father's pube covered crotch, and barely seeing that remorseless face of his father from the thickness of his bush. Kiba’s last smell was his father's musk. Kiba’s last thought was what Alex told him about his purpose - to be used and cum in by other men.
Still groaning and cumming, Dexter saw the light fade from his son's eyes during every second of his most intense orgasm of his life. Yet his dick still throbbed on and on, hard as a rock inside his son's lifeless throat. He could feel his head, now limp, in his grip. This allowed the father to hold the body more tightly as he unleashed a dark torrent of piss down his son slut’s throat, washing all the thick cum down that was jammed up in the boy's throat. Still, Dexter kind of missed the gagging and spittle around his cock. Maybe, if he was to fully embrace his pedo desires like Alex does, another boy that he subjects to his dick - will bring him a similar pleasure. As it stands, Dexter felt truly… Complete.  
No longer does he have to hide his true feelings towards his son. No longer does he have to jack off to him on a night. No longer does he have to purposely rub his tenting boner against his smooth small ass - for he has him with him now, albeit in a more… Lifeless form. 


Dexter unleashed a heavy, satisfied sigh once he finished using his son's corpse like a piss toilet, smearing any remaining droplets of pre on his cute face - even digging into his foreskin to find any remnants of hidden cum and piss, and adding that to his son's fur. 
“You're mine now, son. Finally mine to use as I please,” he said, with a huge grin plastered on his face. 
He turned around to see Alex looking at him in sheer shock and amazement. 
“Mess with the bull and you get the horns,” said Dexter - asserting his point by showing off Kiba’s lifeless body (his face stricken with cum and piss), to the pedo trucker. 
“I…”
Dexter’s gaze turned to the boy that Alex had just finished fucking, Alex's big hard throbbing pedo cock jutting post-cum juices on the small, 10 year old wolf cub’s back. 
Alex swallowed the lump in his throat, 
“You really loved your son, didn't you?”
The wolf stifled a chuckle, 
“Too much, one would say.”
Alex smiled and clapped Dexter on the shoulder, 
“Just enough. That boy has fulfilled his purpose, his reason for existence: to be a cumdump for older men, even his very own father…”


With this, Dexter’s desires were fully realised. What would come next is up for you to imagine!