"So, could you tell me where your daddy touches you?"
James (the boy) was clearly in distress under the presence of this powerful, authoritative man - and he struggled to get his words out. The boy pointed to his bottom and once Darrel got a glimpse of those round tiny cheeks, he couldn't stop himself from throbbing in his slacks with a small grunt while he shakily wrote down: "Jack (the father) touches his son's bottom."
Clearing his throat, Darrel (the cop) asked for more details and the kid continued to fidget in his seat. 
Everything was explained in-between shy 'um's and ah' s coming from the boy, and, by the end of it, Darrel struggled to contain his boner. 
His father was lusting over him no doubt, from just one look at his notes, Darrel knew that Jack loved humping against his kid; be it in the kitchen while he's helping his daddy washing the dishes, or when they're watching a movie, and Jack just can't resist but rest his paw on his son's body for longer than he should. 
As James was explaining all of this, Darrel noticed that the cub wasn't traumatised, scared, or hurt. Judging by his facial expressions and body language, Darrel could tell that he was scared and unsure of his feelings, and no doubt his father is too, probably stewing in the living room, mentally beating himself up about letting his desires get to him. 

When it was all over and done with, Darrel slouched back in his chair with an exasperated sigh, leaving his bulge open to James's view. Like a moth to a flame, his eyes almost instantly focused on the sheriff's bulge, before tearing away in anxiety - his face red with embarrassment. Darrel decided that the best way to continue with this is to make the kid feel like he's comfortable. 
"Would you like some water or anything?" He said in his deep voice, looking eye to eye with the fidgeting cub, who wavered under his gaze. Of course, Darrel knew that well; he knows he's a handsome man - and, if his instincts are correct, James loves handsome men. 

Darrel decided not to dally any further, and stood up quickly, slapping his paws on his trousers to signal his exit. 
"Right. I'm going to talk to your father." He said in one, exasperated breath, still horny as fuck over what the boy just told him. He can't wait to see the dad. He knocked on the door, and a young-sounding voice answered: it’s obviously the dad but sounding a lot younger than he thought. 
He entered the room to greet a disheveled 25-year-old husky, taking his head out of his hands. The guy was handsome, slightly muscular, got a lean but nice firm build. Not burly stocky like himself, but more graceful. 
"Definitely a cock slut in his youth, just like his son is bound to be", Darrel thought.

His cock was like to burst forth from his trousers if this kept up, so he got straight to the point. 
"I don't blame you." Darrel said, sitting in the chair, diving his hand down to his straining cock to fondle and release some tension from it. 
The father looked on in pure disbelief, unsure what to do. He didn't stop shaking, but he edged forward to the sheriff. 
"Do you like him too?" He said softly, eyes wide open in anticipation of his response. 
Darrel gruffly answered, now taking his hairy cock out fully to show the father, "Of course I do. He obviously wants it. You just need to treat him right and make him feel happy."
The father's face transformed from fear to relieved happiness:
"So, like any father would?" 
Darrel slyly smirked and waved his big hairy meat in front of the husky’s face, who followed it like a hawk. The two men had taken to each other rather quickly, knowing exactly what they wanted and picking up on signals. 
"Just like any father would," Darrel replied, and slid his cock in-between the young man's lips, already getting his cock massaged with a surprising amount of skill and dexterity - the guy was on it like a whore. 
"Thanks for taking the edge off. I didn't want to bust his cherry before you did."
The dad replied with a low moan as he took the shaft in his mouth, savoring the cop's cock as much as he can before he gets back to lusting over his kid while he tries to tell him about the birds and the bees. 
"Coming of age is hard. What about you, what did you go through?" Darrel asked with curiosity in his voice. 
Darrel could feel the father's lips stretch around his cock as he pulled back, and that made him to horny to care for an answer. With a firm thrust back down, the father took the thick uncut shaft in his mouth whilst his precum spilled out from his lips, the cop's cock covered in spit. 
"Fuck, keep sucking. I bet your son can suck your cock off this good, too."
The thought of that sent the father's cock into a rock-hard frenzy, and he couldn't hold off his true feelings for his son any longer. He needed to fuck him. 
He could feel the sheriff's pube hairs brush against his nose and sometimes go up his nostrils because they were so long and plentiful. Not like he was complaining, though, he loved the musk that came from his hairy fat nuts that were plapping against his chin too - and he soon enough he became accustomed to the cop's hairy crotch shoving itself in his face again and again before the man himself unleashed a deep groan, his cock exploding like a cummy firework in his mouth. 
Of course, like any good true male, he took all the cop's warm, thick cum down his throat without question, desperately pressing his nose up against his pubes to smell in as much musk as possible. 
The cop hunched himself over to feed the cock-starved man as much cum as possible, feeling his younger hands squeeze his balls for extra juice and playing with the pube hairs curling on them. That did it for him: he knew that this man was just desperate but loved his son just enough to not cause harm to him. 
He pulled his rock-hard cock out of his throat, flicking back with cum and spit juices all over the father's blushing face. The cop hauled him up and a flash of fear could be registered on the father's face, followed by pure lust as the boar drew him close for a long sloppy kiss - which the two men enjoyed greatly, the father slinking back against the wall as he let the cop's hands massage all over him, grabbing him in places he least expected and making him squeal out in glee. With another long kiss, he pulled back with a string of saliva between them, and quickly tied up his clothes again. 
"You need to look the part, daddy. Don't you have something to say to your son?" 
He looked away, blushing. He let himself get carried away with this man instead of comforting his son, but his libido was already high enough to begin with. 
"What's your name?" Darrel asked, turning the handle. 
The husky quickly cleared his throat, still feeling the cop's sperm in there, and answered:
"It's Jack, sir."


After a long talk about the birds and the bees to the husky boy, he still looked unsure and kept fidgeting in his seat. Except, this time, Darrel thinks it is because the boy knows what he wants: and he wants his daddy to touch him weirdly again. But Darrel knew that his time here was up; it was time for father and son to have a little privacy and keep their company to themselves.
On his way-out ,Darrel handed Jack a card with his phone number and contact details with it, whispering into his ear: “Have fun taking your son’s virginity.” Jack’s cock throbbed in his trousers to that thought, and it felt like his cock was going to tear out of his trousers if he looked at his son one more time.
Darrel chuckled at his obvious lust and gave him a small neck kiss, while he could see the boy watching curiously behind them, he winked at him - saying: 
“Do what your daddy tells you, kid.”
The cub stood up to attention and nodded, still flustered over how the cop is coming onto his dad:
“E-Er, yes sir!”
Then the door closed behind him, and Jack turned to his son, who cautiously fiddled with his thumbs. 
"What now, dad?" He said, looking up to his father, whose expression was dark and grim. Jack licked his lips, his hands stopped shaking, and his cock throbbed. He's decided. 
"Go upstairs to your room, James."

---In James, his son's, room… 

His father had caught up with him while he was scrambling up the stairs, catching his legs and hauling him up. 
The boy squealed and let himself get carried up, noticing how his father's hand was firmly on his bottom, squeezing it a little. 
"Here, I'll help."
James noticed a familiar scent from Jack's breath, it was just the smell that he always smelt in his room: cum. Of course, the boy doesn't know what cum is yet… 
Jack pushed the door open and flipped him down on the bed with a huff. 
"Son, I want you to do something very special to daddy. It'll make him feel very good."
The pup blushed as he looked upon his father's visible bulge in his jeans, and instantly went to undoing the buttons on his jeans, much to the surprise of Jack. He didn't stop his son from doing so, his deft little hands working on getting his big daddy's meat out just by instinct. 
In truth, the father was rather shocked, and judging by the expression on the boy's face, he was too. They both wanted this; they didn't need to tell each other. 
Jack swallowed the lump in his throat and asked his boy to 'strip', which he did so without a second thought. 
James had made it down to his father's white boxers, his cock bulging out the fabric at the front. He could see one of his father's balls poking out of the fly of his boxers, and he reached his fingers in to yank his junk out. 
Jack was at a loss for words. 
"Son… You're just so sexy." He said as he gazed upon his kid's lanky yet lean body, taking this opportunity to feel his paws all over his boy's soft, young fur - taking in the form of a naked boy for the first time. He was in complete bliss. 
Then, even without telling him, his pup's lips wrapped around his cock and began suckling on his cummy uncut tip, lapping up the leftover cum from before just by instinct. 
"How did you learn all this?" Jack said breathlessly. 
James looked up to his father with puppy eyes and slipped off his father's thick cock with a pop. His eyes squinted as Jack's cock just spurted precum in his son's face. 
"I've… Um… Watched videos."
“Huh. I guess it’s a good thing that I’ve given you a computer, then…”
James blushed and looked down, his tail in between his legs.
“Please daddy, can you do something to me like the men do on those videos…?”
“Bend over,” his dad said gruffly.
James bent over and presented himself to his father, swishing his tail aside to expose his twitching, tiny hole. His cheeks were round and in perfect view for his father. 
Jack couldn’t stop himself from pressing his body down on his son’s back, his hands tracing up and down in his fur, taking in his son’s sexy, slender body. 
His cock throbbed against his son's taut round cheeks, and he pushed his tip forward, penetrating through the virgin hole. 
This made the boy wince out in pain and grip tightly on his bed sheets. Fortunately, he has a loving father to take care of him. 
Jack whispered into his son's ear as he pushed his cock forward into his tiny, tight hole, reiterating again and again how much of a 'good boy' he was, and how he loves daddy special 'baby-maker'.
Then, once all of the shaft slid in, poor James struggled to adjust to the size of his father's cock - his hole was twitching tightly against the thick shaft, causing waves of pleasure to rush through the father, but immense pain for the boy. But he was too far in now; his cock was fully within his boy, and he's going to get what he's been wanting for years. 
He held the boy down by his shoulders and pounded his cock in and out of his tiny hole, causing immense pleasure for himself as his son's tight ring contracted and relaxed time after time around his father's hung dick. His fluffy pubes were pressed up against his now-sore ass, and James was started to get used to the roughness. Soon enough, the initial pain subsided and James got that strange feeling in the pit of his stomach again. He felt it when daddy used to touch him weirdly during movie night, and when he was putting him to bed, but now, it felt like it blossomed into something he couldn't keep to himself anymore. His father's cock buried deep inside him gave him a feeling of contentment that he had never felt before, and when he pulled out, his tummy felt strangely vacant, only for daddy's cock to pound down his ass again, and fill him with that same feeling of contentment. James quickly learned to flex his hole around his father's cock in time with his thrusts, as he always gave out a deep, low moan which made him feel those strange things again. Then his father's hands were frantically feeling through his fur again, as he got pounded against the headboard of his little boy, racing-car themed bed. 
He felt the heat rising in his cheeks, and his throat screamed for him to say something. 
"I WANT you, Daddy!! I LOVE it when I feel your cock in my cunt!" 
Jack gasped at his son's language, he was only 8-years old, so where did he learn those words. Then he realised: it's the videos. The videos that he's being willingly watching on the net is what turned him into a complete cock hound. It's just like the cop predicted: he wants it. Bad. 
In truth, Jack was very happy this was the case. He has always wanted to pound his silly, and that's exactly what he's going to do now. 
He bent over his boy, giving himself full access to his sexy little tush, and began pounding it home hard. 
The boy spluttered saliva all over himself as his father surprised him In the best possible way, getting dizzy from how roughly he was being fucked (almost falling unconscious), while the father himself was in complete bliss. He drooled all over his son's back as he claimed him like he always wanted, not stopping to rest, or even caring for his wellbeing - just good, rough, hard fucking. Like James always wanted. 
"Fucking-shit, son, your ass is so fucking tight!" 
He had to take a moment to catch his breath by leaning over his kid's back, the adrenaline still rushing through him, as he continued to pound him from behind. 
"It's not fair when you always used to walk around in those pants which hugged your ass so well. Finally, I can get this ass to myself."
With a couple more weak, exhausted thrusts inside of his son, Jack yanked his boy's head towards him in a long, passionate kiss. He could feel his son's tin tongue dancing with his, his cute little high-pitched moans as he begun to understand the true meaning of love, and Jack couldn't hold it back any longer. He unleashed a fat wad of jizz inside of his cub's tiny bottom while he was making out with him. The boy's ass was completely creamed, full to the brim with the cum that made him. And when his father's cock popped out, not a single drop leaked from that stretched, twitching hole. 
James looked back in pure pleasure to his father. 
"Thanks for giving me your puppies inside my cunt, daddy."
What a foul mouth. He has to be sure to spank his son after this. But, for now, the two collapsed in the little bed together, hugging each other tightly. 
"I love you son," Jack said as he felt his cock throb between his cub's cheeks again. 
"I love you too, daddy." Said his boy, as he pressed his ass back against his father's hardening prick. 
For the first time in his life, Jack could see his son's tail wagging. He's had a hard time growing up. But now that he's going to be addicted to daddy milk, with lots of love and attention from his daddy, it's going to be a lot happier for him. 

Now that was legal to fuck your own kid (not other kids, only your own), fathers around the world rejoiced as they could finally force their massive hairy manly cocks into their son's tiny, tight young hole, once and for all. Heterosexual or homosexual, it didn't matter, EVERY father has the urge to fuck their cute son at a young age, and now they can finally do it. Provided that they don't harm the child, of course. But a bit of rough and tumble is expected: when a man wants something, he's going to get it. 
Offender rates lowered as fathers between fathers were dumping loads into each other's children, finally getting their thick nut inside a child. Usually the cops came over to jerk off a load on the son, or to record and share a video on the Internet. It was normal for teachers to get a boner while escorting some cute cubs around the playground, often resorting to the school's well-known boy slut for some much-needed release - who happily gobbled down his teacher's thick chunky nut down his 7-year old throat, cum dribbling off his chin, while his young eyes shined with lust and want for more adult sperm. The kid never went to lessons. His lips were always sore from sucking so many men dry, and his fur was always stiff in places where the jizz of several teachers and janitors hardened. 
Soon enough, the line between fucking your son being legal and fucking a kid that belongs to another, being illegal, was blurring. 
Because cubs were starting to realise their sexuality at a very young age, they were very open to experiences with other men. 
But still, men had even darker desires. Wanting to fuck their babies and toddlers. Unlike cub, this was still regarded as taboo, but it didn't stop the men from doing it. 

--In another house, somewhere…-
Sometimes fathers can't resist how cute their little toddler looks in a crib any longer. This was the case for Damien, a muscular spotted hyena in his early 30s, whose cock throbbed right in front of his child's grasping hands. 
Each time his baby boy touched his cock with those tiny hands, Damien couldn't keep it from throbbing and spurting precum in the kid's face. 
Content with being touched like this, Damien sighed and relaxed his muscles, one hand on the crib while the other was feeling up his hulking muscular body. 
"Do you see me, Pop? This is what a real man looks like."
Dense, blonde pubes sprouted from the base of his uncut cock, getting stuck in the baby's fingers - while his lush armpit hair was visible even when his massive, veiny arms were down. He lifted his other arm up to unravel his massive bush of armpit hair, sniffing it to be greeted with his distinctive deep, earthly scent rushing in his nose. Like a true man. 
He moaned as he could feel the boy's hands becoming firmer and firmer around his cock, almost like he thought it was a milk bottle, and was trying to squeeze the juice out of it. 
"Yeah, feel daddy's milk bottle, you sexy fuck…"
Damien took this chance to look at how huge his cock really is in comparison to his boy. He almost came from the sight; his cock was just as big as his kid's month-old, chubby body. 
Then he let out a huge wail, causing Damien's cock to throb yet again. 
"Fuck, you sound great when you cry… What do you want, kiddo?" He wagged his cock in front of the boy's teary eyed face, "You want daddy's milk?" The boy stopped crying when he asked that question, looking up to his father with puppy eyes. 
"Oh, fuck yeah you do. Oh baby, you make daddy so-" There was a loud 'glrk' sound as Damien forced the tip of his cock inside the boy's weaning mouth. 
"You make daddy so happy, baby."
He slid his fat shaft in his baby's suckling mouth, his small silky lips and warm maw giving the impression that he's sinking his cock inside of a living fleshlight - which he most certainly was, as more daddies need to get off inside their little kids. 
The tot placed his tiny little hands against the crib bars as his father filled his twitching tiny throat with the cock that made him. 
"Oooh, fuck, that feels GOOD. Damn boy, you have a whore mouth." 
Damien threw his head back and let out a howl of bliss as he facefucked his son silly, his hairy ass flexing with each deep-dicking thrust inside of his child's throat. His heavy pendulum-like balls whacked against the crib bars with no small amount of force, the kinetic energy from his pedo-lust fueled thrusts causing the crib to rock back and forth as the tot loudly suckled and weaned his father's cock for some precious daddy-milk. 
"No wonder so many men are pedos."
The pubes sprouting from his balls tickled the cute hyena tot in the face, but that didn't deter the kid from gulping down his father's cock, right down until his nose was buried and pressed against his bush. 
Damien couldn't hold it in then. Just seeing his boy willingly take up the scent of his cock and manliness made him realise how great of a future Pop has ahead of him. He's going to please so many men. With the combined heat of his tiny young mouth, and the pressure of those small suckling lips sending waves of pleasure across his pedo-meat, daddy unleashed a fat nut inside of his son's mouth - a torrent of jizz which flowed out of his mouth, over his chubby, still-developing body as he sat there and willingly sucked the tip of the cock that was spurting jizz all over his body and face. This is the best orgasm that Damien has ever had. With his gaze focused again after the crashing orgasm he just had, he took in the sight of cum-soaked month-old hyena toddler and thought: "I'm so proud of my son." 
Because, deep down, every father loves their child. They just have different ways of showing it. 
