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Will Nero be able to resist the advances of the love of his life, especially when his own body seems to hunger for the boy...\"\n\nCommission for anonymous, this one was a lot of fun to write, hopefully y'all will enjoy it as much as me and the commissioner did ^^\n\nAs always comments are greatly appreciated, if you got hard to this story or even came to it then you legally have to comment about it (according to paragraph ยง 1.4 of Attention Makes Me Horny of Buttenutte law)", "description_bbcode_parsed": ""Nero has been obsessed with his son Alexander ever since the young bunny was born, madly in love even, but after the boy entered puberty he's taken up his own obsession with his father's body. Will Nero be able to resist the advances of the love of his life, especially when his own body seems to hunger for the boy..."

Commission for anonymous, this one was a lot of fun to write, hopefully y'all will enjoy it as much as me and the commissioner did ^^

As always comments are greatly appreciated, if you got hard to this story or even came to it then you legally have to comment about it (according to paragraph § 1.4 of Attention Makes Me Horny of Buttenutte law)", "writing": "Alexander had always been his obsession, ever since the young bunny had been born, no, from the very moment he'd been conceived. He hadn't been a planned pregnancy, the result of a drunken tryst between two young lovers who didn't know each other's names and who would never meet again, but that hardly mattered. When he had seen those two lines that had confirmed it, it barely registered as a surprise, his body and mind had known for weeks, been aware of the life that was growing inside of him. Nero absentmindedly stroked over his now flat belly, his empty womb, reminiscing about those perfect few months where he had felt whole. People in his life had told him that he was barely recognizable, the formerly stoic and at times even cold businessman transformed into a doting father, even before his son had even been born. The birth itself had been grueling, but it was a faint memory compared to when the nurses had finally laid his son in his arms. It could've been described as love at first sight, except for the fact that he was already madly in love with the boy.\n\nNero snapped to attention as he heard the front door open. He had been so deep in thought that he hadn't even heard the school bus arrive, so distracted by the past that he barely missed the present. The moment he laid eyes on his son he could feel his heart flutter and his nethers clench. That adorable, boyish frame, his perfect little face, those beautiful brown eyes that practically radiated warmth. Nero felt like a flower graced by the sun after a long, cold winter's night, without his son he felt lost, incomplete, he was finally whole again.\n\n\"Welcome home, Alex\"\n\nAlexander shucked off his backpack after closing the door behind him, wasting no time in closing the distance between the two of them. Nero bent down, throwing out his arms to welcome his son to where he belonged, wrapping them around the younger bunny as father and son locked lips in a deep, passionate kiss. It hadn't started out this inappropriate, the two of them had kissed each other ever since Alexander was little, but only in a way that was normal between parent and child. That had all changed a little over a year ago, it had been the younger of the two that had gradually intensified the innocent interaction, growing steadily more indecent by the day. As the older of the two, as his father, it should've fallen on Nero to de-escalate, to set boundaries, to tell the young boy why this was inappropriate behavior between a father and his son. But to deny Alexander, the love and light of his life, it was like trying not to breathe, or to deny a fundamental natural law like gravity. He was powerless to stop himself from encouraging his son's budding libido. \n\nWhen their indecent kiss finally broke, both of them were breathing quite heavily, Alexander in particular seemed to breathe in deeply through his nose in a deliberate fashion.\n\n\"Dad, I'm hungry\"\n\nNero had nearly forgotten about the dinner he'd been preparing before his son's arrival, but clearly the boy hadn't, judging from the audible growl coming from his tummy.\n\n\"Right, yes, come help daddy set the table\"\n\nIt was hard to ignore the obvious bulge in his son's shorts, especially as the boy made no attempt to hide it whatsoever. In fact, it almost seemed like he was jutting it out on purpose. Nevertheless, they still had to eat, the older bunny straightening up to head towards the kitchen.\n\nAs a growing boy, Alexander ate with much gusto, and with limited table manners, allowing his father to gently stare at him in between his own modest bites. Several times he let an available hand snake its way down to his nethers, easily accessible through the lone silk robe he was wearing, unsubtly touching himself as he fawned over his son. Thin, delicate fingers brushed across his erect clit, going past it to carefully slide inside of his warm, wet folds. He knew he was making a mess of his chair, to hell with the chair, the only thing that mattered now was his perfect, beautiful Alexander, his precious son. \n\nWith dinner behind them, Nero got started on the cleanup as Alexander ran upstairs to complete whatever homework he might have left. He might be a rather lenient dad, to an undeniably unhealthy degree, but academics was one avenue the older bunny would not budge on. Once everything looked spotless once more, Nero gently sauntered towards their comfortable, expensive couch, draping himself over the plush piece of furniture as he patiently waited for his son to return to him.\n\nHe thankfully didn't have to wait long, Alexander had definitely inherited more than just his high libido, being almost as clever as he was horny. Excited steps thumped down the stairs as the love of his life made his way over to where he was lying. The boy was all naked now, his clothes no doubt neatly put away in the hamper as they were supposed to, his stiff erection leading the charge as he crawled on top of his father, excitement and lust in his eyes. Nero could see the boy's desire to rip apart his robe in an act of feral desire, but he had raised him well enough to where the young bunny tempered his emotions just well enough to somewhat gently pull his father's robe open to expose what he was after. The worked-up boy wasted no time homing in on one of Nero's pert nipples, suckling as if he hadn't already had a full meal. The older bun couldn't help but gasp and moan in pleasure, not just from the physical pleasure of having his quite sensitive nipples sucked, but also from the fact that he was nourishing his precious son with his body. He didn't produce quite as much as when Alexander was actively nursing, but the boy was still rewarded with a few healthy glugs of his father's milk, Nero putting a hand behind his son's head as waves of innocent fatherly love and indecent fatherly lust coursed through his very being.\n\nThe lewd sound of suckling and gulping was almost entirely drowned out by the sound of Alexander's nose greedily taking in his father's scent. Smells seemed to be a major drive for the boy's budding lust, Nero already having found several pairs of his used shirts and underwear hidden about his son's room. He couldn't help but feel flattered, and even moreso turned on, that his love was so taken with him, with his body. The effect on the boy was quite potent, judging from the veritable puddle of sticky bunny boy precum that was saturating his father's bellyfur, squirted out by the boy's stiff prick like a sensitive pump dispenser. Alexander was grinding his aching dick against the warm body underneath him, likely without even thinking, the combination of rock-hard abs and soft fur making for the perfect surface to rub up against. \n\nNero would've been content to simply stay like this for hours, but once there was no more milk for the younger of the two to sample, he quickly extricated himself from his father's grip to move on to something else. He didn't have to move particularly far, simply scooching down a little to align himself, stiff squirting boycock pointing directly at his dad's leaking quivering pussy. Nero gasped as he felt a particularly thick spurt hitting his impressive clit head on, causing him to arch his back and gyrate his hips forward in wanton lust and desperation. This seemed to act like a start signal for Alexander, the boy thrusting his hips forward to meet his dad's, pushing his entire length inside at once. Nero barely had time to react, the older man thankful that his son had some growing to do, otherwise his sudden entry would've been painful instead of just being uncomfortable. True to his nature, as soon as he had found purchase in a warm, wet, fertile hole, Alexander began thrusting like only a bunny could, forcing his father to hold on to the cushions he was lying on for dear life.\n\nThe sounds of wet, sloppy, incestuous vaginal sex reverberated through the deceptively prestigious living room. Thanks to his species' inherent traits as well as years of practice on the soccer field, Alexander was thrusting like an industrial jackhammer, his glutes and calves tensed and hard as marble as he fucked his dad like a wild animal. Nero on the other hand was barely clinging on to reality as his mind was assaulted with pleasure, both from the physical sensation of having his experienced pussy so thoroughly bred, but also from the depraved satisfaction of being on the receiving end of his stud of a son. Even in this thick fog of incestuous pleasure, the older bunny was still able to focus on smaller details that made him fall in love with his son all over again, his handsome prince. The way his face was scrunched up in a grimace of innocent overstimulation and lurid pleasure-seeking, the boyish grunts and moans escaping those pert lips, subtly rising in pitch and desperation as the boy neared his climax. With an inelegant, voice-cracked yelp, Alexander hilted as deeply inside of his father as his powerful hips would allow, the first gush of his virile teenage seed shooting deep inside the older man's womb. Nero felt his own climax wash over him as he felt his son's cock throb inside of him and several bursts of the boy's warm and precious cum filling him up inside. He could feel his inner walls clench in turn, milking Alexander's cock for every drop it could give, so utterly desperate to have something of his son inside of him, if even for just a short while. \n\nThe two bunnies rode out their orgasms together, the living room dense with the raw stink of sex and sweat, as well as the wet and sticky noises of excess cum squirting out and leaking down their bodies, irrevocably staining the couch with their debauchery. Nero was panting heavily, feeling his son's cock still throbbing inside of him, but gradually losing stiffness. Alexander himself, however, was still brimming with energy, the powerful yet premature orgasm seeming to have only put a slight dent in his libido. Once he had squeezed out the very last droplet of cum his juvenile balls had to offer, the still quite energetic bun slid his cock out of his father's cummy mess of a pussy, crawling backwards slightly on the couch for a better vantage point. Nero didn't allow himself to show it, but the loss of his son's cock inside of his body created an emptiness within him that extended far past the physical sensation. Even with the boy right there beside him, the heat from his body still palpable, it was as if he was worlds apart, ripped from him, leaving him incomplete. He had no idea why he felt this way, how he could ever feel anything but love in his son's presence, it was a complete mystery to him.\n\nNero didn't have to wallow in his emotions for too long, the connection between father and son reestablished as Alexander pressed his face against his dad's sopping wet pussy and started hungrily lapping up their combined juices. Nero, in response, placed a hand behind the boy's head, pushing that eager tongue against his sensitive snatch as his hips pressed upwards in return. The older bunny moaned indulgently as he grinded his pussy against his son's face, moan quickly turning into a gasp as a sudden unexpected sensation took him by surprise. It was a sensation he'd felt over a decade ago, but in reverse, the older man looking down with wide eyes to see his pussy stretched out over his son's head. He feared that a sharp jolt of pain would follow at any moment, or a trickle of red, but the only thing he felt was Alexander's continued oral assault of his inner walls. Something deep within him stirred as he looked at his son partially shoved inside of him like this. He didn't know if it was a physical sensation or not, but he swore he felt a deep ache inside his womb, a longing, a need. He needed to have his son inside of him. Deeper. Forever. Nero was caught off guard as Alexander wriggled free of his grip, pulling out of his pussy for the second time that day. He had lapped up as much as he was satisfied with, the now sated boy bounding to his feet without a care in the world, likely off to play some video games until his libido flared up once more, leaving his father a mess of cum and twisted emotions. Nero was still parsing that short but intense moment he had just experienced, unsure of what to make of it yet, but that subtle ache in his womb continued to linger, the spark that was about to ignite a perverse brushfire in his psyche.\n\nThe rest of the day went on quite normally, as normal as it could be with your fully exposed pussy lazily oozing your son's cum in between answering work e-mails and making phone calls. Their earlier session must've taken a lot out of the boy, Nero thought, as he saw neither hide nor hair of him until it came time for the two of them to kiss goodnight. Alexander was still stark naked, his cock having regained its eager stiffness, but after breaking apart from their inappropriately sensual kiss he simply bid goodnight and headed towards his room. Nero absentmindedly laid a hand across his belly, not consciously registering the ache in his womb returning, not recognizing the subtle flareup of lust and longing as he only had eyes for his son, his Alexander. He tried his best to fall asleep that night, but to no avail. He was like a teenage girl, madly and inconsolably in love, except he also suffered the lust of a teenage boy. He started losing count once his orgasms neared double digits, desperately clinging to the soaked bedding as his delicate fingers twisted and groped and prodded, trying and failing to quell the slow and aching burn in his loins, to combat the intense emptiness he felt. All the while his thoughts were swimming with thoughts of his son, visions of that perfect, beautiful boy that he loved, the one person that made him feel whole. \n\nNero had no idea what time it was, how long he had slept, if at all. He felt himself regaining consciousness at a glacial pace, slowly registering details of his current situation. Brightness escaped through cracks in the drapes, the color of which indicated that it was well past his usual wakeup time. His body felt tired, as if he'd ran a marathon the day before. He was not alone in the room. This last fact sped up the process of waking up somewhat, the older bunny lifting himself up to see a great, shuffling lump in between his legs, covered by a shamefully stained duvet. He heard it more clearly than he could feel it, deep inhales like a bloodhound hot on a trail, tiny gusts of warm air brushing up against his delicate privates. He gently lifted the duvet off to the side, uncovering his young, unexpected bedfellow, whose attention was so focused on the task ahead of him that he seemingly didn't notice his unveiling. Nero could feel his heart beating in his chest, still not used to how brazen his son had gotten, but deep down excited to see how much farther they could go. He reached out a hand to tousle his son's hair, lovingly running his fingers through it as the boy continued to greedily drink in his father's musky pussy. Nero couldn't hold back from pushing his hips upwards, the ache in his loins as strong as it had been since last night, he needed to be filled. He needed to be close to his son. He felt the boy's face pressing against his folds, felt his pussy spreading to accommodate the boy, slowly engulfing his face and showing no signs of stopping. Nero felt his heart leap in his chest from excitement, surprised at feeling his pussy stretch like this with seemingly no limit, the spark in his womb igniting as he wondered how far it could go.\n\nA loud grumble came from Alexander's stomach, which immediately made breakfast his highest priority. As he had done yesterday, the young bun nonchalantly pulled himself out of his father, leaving the older man behind as he pursued his own wants. Nero couldn't help but feel a little frustrated as his pussy clenched at the empty space where his son had been, feeling as if he'd been so close to something incredible, but had been denied the last second. Nevertheless, he still had his duties to his son as a father, as much as the line between son and lover had blurred in recent times. Begrudgingly, the older bunny wrapped two fingers around his clit to bring himself to release, a vain attempt to quell the inferno in his loins, which ultimately had the same effect as a water gun would have on a burning building.\n\nNero passed the rest of the morning in a bit of a daze, mostly working on autopilot until he registered that they needed a few ingredients for the dinner he had planned that day. As it was a Saturday, he had Alexander along for the ride, a constant distraction for the already scatterbrained man. He was used to sneaking glances, admiring his son, maybe a stray dirty thought since their relationship had escalated to a sexual nature, but it had since gotten even worse. Several times on the drive over he had to narrowly swerve to avoid colliding as he'd been staring at Alexander, had to stop himself from openly touching himself thinking about his son, he was starting to lose it. \n\nOnce inside the grocery store, Nero figured he'd be able to distract himself by focusing on his shopping list, going from one aisle to the next trying to keep himself together. He had forgotten about one thing however, the fact that he was not the only pervert between father and son. The older bunny was just in the middle of considering two cans of beans as he felt the back of his pants being pulled down, exposing his bare ass to the open air. His eyes widened as he felt his cheeks being parted, paralyzed on the spot as he felt warm breath dance across his exposed pucker, heard the unmistakable sound of deep inquisitive sniffs coming from behind him. The small part of Nero's mind that still held on to some semblance of sanity was screaming at him to pull his pants up, to stop this immediately. That was until the older bunny felt something warm and wet graze across his defenseless hole, causing his brain to fully short-circuit as caution and worry was thrown out the window. Nero lowered a hand towards his conveniently exposed pussy, roughly playing with his throbbing clit as his precious son ate his ass with reckless abandon. The boy was a true natural, it was certainly not the first rimjob the older bunny had been on the receiving end of, but the way the boy's tongue pushed hungrily against his sensitive hole, slow deliberate licks grazing across the outer rim and carefully dipping inside before moving past again, it was out of this world. Nero was entirely in a world of his own, it was just him and Alexander here now, the debauched old man moaning low and sensually as he closed his eyes and massaged his clit.\n\n\"What are you doing?\"\n\nNero felt his heart sink, a horrible pit forming in his stomach as harsh reality came crashing down on him. Time stood still as his wide-eyed gaze was fixed on the legumes ahead of him, too terrified to even turn towards his accuser, awaiting his death sentence as his hole continued to receive a deep tissue massage from his sex-crazed son's tongue.\n\n\"You can't stock the shelves like that, you have to put the new products behind-\"\n\nHe let go of a breath he hadn't realized he was holding, hearing the voice he could've sworn was right behind them moving further away. That could've been it, the end of his life as he knew it, he had to quell this lust once and for all. He rushed to tug Alexander out of his ass and awkwardly pulled his pants back up, abandoning his shopping cart right there as he made a beeline for the exit with his son in hand, trying his best to ignore the obvious wet spot in the boy's tented shorts.\n\nThe drive back home mostly happened in a blur, several traffic laws no doubt broken, but Nero could care less about any fines he might accrue, even jailtime would be fine if he could just get home and make love to his son first. They barely made it to the living room couch; the bedroom was completely out of the question. Father and son were a whirlwind of animalistic huffing and groping and kissing and grinding, the path from the front door strewn with their clothes, haphazardly ripped off and thrown to the side. Nero had always had a semblance of control, no matter how intense his desire became he always tried to take a passive role with Alexander, but he could hold back no more. With the boy laying on his back, Nero climbed on top of the couch and straddled his son's head, the older bunny grinding his sopping wet pussy against the younger's face. He needed more; he had to have more. Nero's impressive clit was straining, he had surely orgasmed more than once already, but still he needed more. His son was right there, his precious boy pushed right up against his most sensitive and intimate part, and yet he felt separated from him. His subconscious mind had already figured it out, the solution that seemed so obvious, what needed to happen, what was going to happen. Nero felt his inner walls widen, the lips of his pussy spreading over his son's head, the older bunny gasping as he felt as if he looked over the edge of a steep cliff and had jumped off, realizing it finally.\n\nHe needed Alexander inside of him.\n\nDeep inside of him.\n\nInside of his womb.\n\nThe boy didn't resist, even as his entire head disappeared into his father's pussy, in fact he seemed compelled to push into it. Nero was experiencing euphoria he hadn't felt since before Alexander's birth, not since the two of them had been connected. It went beyond a simple physical orgasm, it was more than that, as if his very soul was in the throes of climax. Inch by inch Alexander disappeared into his father, his cock rock hard and vibrating with lust, unaware of what was happening but too drunk on his dad's musk to care. Nero cried out in pleasure as his son's shoulders pushed inside his impossibly stretched pussy, being so loud that the walls practically shook, but to him it sounded miles away, distant, unimportant compared to what was happening. The older bunny's pelvic muscles clenched and spasmed in ecstasy as he felt a bump against his cervix, his juices drenching the boy and lubing him up as he slid inside towards that innermost chamber, returning to his place of conception like a fish climbing a waterfall to return to their spawning pool. Nero placed his hands on his belly, feeling his womb being filled once more, the physical pleasure and emotional bliss going hand in hand, it felt incredible, it felt correct. His midsection stretched outwards, bigger than he had been when he'd been pregnant, which was natural considering how much bigger his beloved boy had grown. Once Alexander's legs had passed the last barrier, the young bunny curled up inside his father's womb, gently gyrating his hips to seek pleasure from the pliable walls of his cage, his only care in the world to sate himself. Nero could feel tears streaming down the side of his face, still gyrating his sopping wet pussy against the already beyond ruined couch, hugging his belly that contained his son. He could feel as the boy achieved his climax, the writhing and shuddering that meant his son's pleasure, inside of him. They were finally together again, him and his Alexander, the boy back to where he belonged, trapped inside of his father's womb. As Nero lowered a hand towards his still throbbing clit, not ready to stop cumming, he thought about what this meant. He thought about the scenario of Alexander going back to school. He thought about the young bunny leaving for that school bus. Leaving his womb again. Leaving him again. No, he couldn't let that happen, he wouldn't allow it. Nero arched his back, gripping his stiff clit as he gushed over the couch for the nth time, the mental image of his son in his womb front and center in his mind. \n\nThe frenzied haze that had engulfed Nero was beginning to clear, his clit was still as hard as it had been most of the day, but his arousal was retreating into the background where it thrummed like pleasant ambient noise. The older bunny allowed himself to fully explore his new situation, physically and mentally, the reality of the situation finally hitting him. The heavy weight of his son resting on top of his pelvis, the pleasant sensation of the boy shuffling around in a slimy mess of their combined juices, the feeling of quiet victory as he finally had his precious Alexander exactly where he belonged. There were no two ways about it, as the older man continued to breathe heavily in glorious post-orgasm bliss, he knew he had to do anything in his power to keep things like this. He rubbed his hands over his distended belly, grinding his pussy against the sticky couch beneath him to reach his next climax, cooing gently to the boy trapped within the walls of his womb.\n\n``That's right, you get cozy in there, get comfortable inside of daddy, you'll get used to staying in there, for as long as I still love you, my precious Alexander''\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Alexander had always been his obsession, ever since the young bunny had been born, no, from the very moment he'd been conceived. He hadn't been a planned pregnancy, the result of a drunken tryst between two young lovers who didn't know each other's names and who would never meet again, but that hardly mattered. When he had seen those two lines that had confirmed it, it barely registered as a surprise, his body and mind had known for weeks, been aware of the life that was growing inside of him. Nero absentmindedly stroked over his now flat belly, his empty womb, reminiscing about those perfect few months where he had felt whole. People in his life had told him that he was barely recognizable, the formerly stoic and at times even cold businessman transformed into a doting father, even before his son had even been born. The birth itself had been grueling, but it was a faint memory compared to when the nurses had finally laid his son in his arms. It could've been described as love at first sight, except for the fact that he was already madly in love with the boy.

Nero snapped to attention as he heard the front door open. He had been so deep in thought that he hadn't even heard the school bus arrive, so distracted by the past that he barely missed the present. The moment he laid eyes on his son he could feel his heart flutter and his nethers clench. That adorable, boyish frame, his perfect little face, those beautiful brown eyes that practically radiated warmth. Nero felt like a flower graced by the sun after a long, cold winter's night, without his son he felt lost, incomplete, he was finally whole again.

"Welcome home, Alex"

Alexander shucked off his backpack after closing the door behind him, wasting no time in closing the distance between the two of them. Nero bent down, throwing out his arms to welcome his son to where he belonged, wrapping them around the younger bunny as father and son locked lips in a deep, passionate kiss. It hadn't started out this inappropriate, the two of them had kissed each other ever since Alexander was little, but only in a way that was normal between parent and child. That had all changed a little over a year ago, it had been the younger of the two that had gradually intensified the innocent interaction, growing steadily more indecent by the day. As the older of the two, as his father, it should've fallen on Nero to de-escalate, to set boundaries, to tell the young boy why this was inappropriate behavior between a father and his son. But to deny Alexander, the love and light of his life, it was like trying not to breathe, or to deny a fundamental natural law like gravity. He was powerless to stop himself from encouraging his son's budding libido.

When their indecent kiss finally broke, both of them were breathing quite heavily, Alexander in particular seemed to breathe in deeply through his nose in a deliberate fashion.

"Dad, I'm hungry"

Nero had nearly forgotten about the dinner he'd been preparing before his son's arrival, but clearly the boy hadn't, judging from the audible growl coming from his tummy.

"Right, yes, come help daddy set the table"

It was hard to ignore the obvious bulge in his son's shorts, especially as the boy made no attempt to hide it whatsoever. In fact, it almost seemed like he was jutting it out on purpose. Nevertheless, they still had to eat, the older bunny straightening up to head towards the kitchen.

As a growing boy, Alexander ate with much gusto, and with limited table manners, allowing his father to gently stare at him in between his own modest bites. Several times he let an available hand snake its way down to his nethers, easily accessible through the lone silk robe he was wearing, unsubtly touching himself as he fawned over his son. Thin, delicate fingers brushed across his erect clit, going past it to carefully slide inside of his warm, wet folds. He knew he was making a mess of his chair, to hell with the chair, the only thing that mattered now was his perfect, beautiful Alexander, his precious son.

With dinner behind them, Nero got started on the cleanup as Alexander ran upstairs to complete whatever homework he might have left. He might be a rather lenient dad, to an undeniably unhealthy degree, but academics was one avenue the older bunny would not budge on. Once everything looked spotless once more, Nero gently sauntered towards their comfortable, expensive couch, draping himself over the plush piece of furniture as he patiently waited for his son to return to him.

He thankfully didn't have to wait long, Alexander had definitely inherited more than just his high libido, being almost as clever as he was horny. Excited steps thumped down the stairs as the love of his life made his way over to where he was lying. The boy was all naked now, his clothes no doubt neatly put away in the hamper as they were supposed to, his stiff erection leading the charge as he crawled on top of his father, excitement and lust in his eyes. Nero could see the boy's desire to rip apart his robe in an act of feral desire, but he had raised him well enough to where the young bunny tempered his emotions just well enough to somewhat gently pull his father's robe open to expose what he was after. The worked-up boy wasted no time homing in on one of Nero's pert nipples, suckling as if he hadn't already had a full meal. The older bun couldn't help but gasp and moan in pleasure, not just from the physical pleasure of having his quite sensitive nipples sucked, but also from the fact that he was nourishing his precious son with his body. He didn't produce quite as much as when Alexander was actively nursing, but the boy was still rewarded with a few healthy glugs of his father's milk, Nero putting a hand behind his son's head as waves of innocent fatherly love and indecent fatherly lust coursed through his very being.

The lewd sound of suckling and gulping was almost entirely drowned out by the sound of Alexander's nose greedily taking in his father's scent. Smells seemed to be a major drive for the boy's budding lust, Nero already having found several pairs of his used shirts and underwear hidden about his son's room. He couldn't help but feel flattered, and even moreso turned on, that his love was so taken with him, with his body. The effect on the boy was quite potent, judging from the veritable puddle of sticky bunny boy precum that was saturating his father's bellyfur, squirted out by the boy's stiff prick like a sensitive pump dispenser. Alexander was grinding his aching dick against the warm body underneath him, likely without even thinking, the combination of rock-hard abs and soft fur making for the perfect surface to rub up against.

Nero would've been content to simply stay like this for hours, but once there was no more milk for the younger of the two to sample, he quickly extricated himself from his father's grip to move on to something else. He didn't have to move particularly far, simply scooching down a little to align himself, stiff squirting boycock pointing directly at his dad's leaking quivering pussy. Nero gasped as he felt a particularly thick spurt hitting his impressive clit head on, causing him to arch his back and gyrate his hips forward in wanton lust and desperation. This seemed to act like a start signal for Alexander, the boy thrusting his hips forward to meet his dad's, pushing his entire length inside at once. Nero barely had time to react, the older man thankful that his son had some growing to do, otherwise his sudden entry would've been painful instead of just being uncomfortable. True to his nature, as soon as he had found purchase in a warm, wet, fertile hole, Alexander began thrusting like only a bunny could, forcing his father to hold on to the cushions he was lying on for dear life.

The sounds of wet, sloppy, incestuous vaginal sex reverberated through the deceptively prestigious living room. Thanks to his species' inherent traits as well as years of practice on the soccer field, Alexander was thrusting like an industrial jackhammer, his glutes and calves tensed and hard as marble as he fucked his dad like a wild animal. Nero on the other hand was barely clinging on to reality as his mind was assaulted with pleasure, both from the physical sensation of having his experienced pussy so thoroughly bred, but also from the depraved satisfaction of being on the receiving end of his stud of a son. Even in this thick fog of incestuous pleasure, the older bunny was still able to focus on smaller details that made him fall in love with his son all over again, his handsome prince. The way his face was scrunched up in a grimace of innocent overstimulation and lurid pleasure-seeking, the boyish grunts and moans escaping those pert lips, subtly rising in pitch and desperation as the boy neared his climax. With an inelegant, voice-cracked yelp, Alexander hilted as deeply inside of his father as his powerful hips would allow, the first gush of his virile teenage seed shooting deep inside the older man's womb. Nero felt his own climax wash over him as he felt his son's cock throb inside of him and several bursts of the boy's warm and precious cum filling him up inside. He could feel his inner walls clench in turn, milking Alexander's cock for every drop it could give, so utterly desperate to have something of his son inside of him, if even for just a short while.

The two bunnies rode out their orgasms together, the living room dense with the raw stink of sex and sweat, as well as the wet and sticky noises of excess cum squirting out and leaking down their bodies, irrevocably staining the couch with their debauchery. Nero was panting heavily, feeling his son's cock still throbbing inside of him, but gradually losing stiffness. Alexander himself, however, was still brimming with energy, the powerful yet premature orgasm seeming to have only put a slight dent in his libido. Once he had squeezed out the very last droplet of cum his juvenile balls had to offer, the still quite energetic bun slid his cock out of his father's cummy mess of a pussy, crawling backwards slightly on the couch for a better vantage point. Nero didn't allow himself to show it, but the loss of his son's cock inside of his body created an emptiness within him that extended far past the physical sensation. Even with the boy right there beside him, the heat from his body still palpable, it was as if he was worlds apart, ripped from him, leaving him incomplete. He had no idea why he felt this way, how he could ever feel anything but love in his son's presence, it was a complete mystery to him.

Nero didn't have to wallow in his emotions for too long, the connection between father and son reestablished as Alexander pressed his face against his dad's sopping wet pussy and started hungrily lapping up their combined juices. Nero, in response, placed a hand behind the boy's head, pushing that eager tongue against his sensitive snatch as his hips pressed upwards in return. The older bunny moaned indulgently as he grinded his pussy against his son's face, moan quickly turning into a gasp as a sudden unexpected sensation took him by surprise. It was a sensation he'd felt over a decade ago, but in reverse, the older man looking down with wide eyes to see his pussy stretched out over his son's head. He feared that a sharp jolt of pain would follow at any moment, or a trickle of red, but the only thing he felt was Alexander's continued oral assault of his inner walls. Something deep within him stirred as he looked at his son partially shoved inside of him like this. He didn't know if it was a physical sensation or not, but he swore he felt a deep ache inside his womb, a longing, a need. He needed to have his son inside of him. Deeper. Forever. Nero was caught off guard as Alexander wriggled free of his grip, pulling out of his pussy for the second time that day. He had lapped up as much as he was satisfied with, the now sated boy bounding to his feet without a care in the world, likely off to play some video games until his libido flared up once more, leaving his father a mess of cum and twisted emotions. Nero was still parsing that short but intense moment he had just experienced, unsure of what to make of it yet, but that subtle ache in his womb continued to linger, the spark that was about to ignite a perverse brushfire in his psyche.

The rest of the day went on quite normally, as normal as it could be with your fully exposed pussy lazily oozing your son's cum in between answering work e-mails and making phone calls. Their earlier session must've taken a lot out of the boy, Nero thought, as he saw neither hide nor hair of him until it came time for the two of them to kiss goodnight. Alexander was still stark naked, his cock having regained its eager stiffness, but after breaking apart from their inappropriately sensual kiss he simply bid goodnight and headed towards his room. Nero absentmindedly laid a hand across his belly, not consciously registering the ache in his womb returning, not recognizing the subtle flareup of lust and longing as he only had eyes for his son, his Alexander. He tried his best to fall asleep that night, but to no avail. He was like a teenage girl, madly and inconsolably in love, except he also suffered the lust of a teenage boy. He started losing count once his orgasms neared double digits, desperately clinging to the soaked bedding as his delicate fingers twisted and groped and prodded, trying and failing to quell the slow and aching burn in his loins, to combat the intense emptiness he felt. All the while his thoughts were swimming with thoughts of his son, visions of that perfect, beautiful boy that he loved, the one person that made him feel whole.

Nero had no idea what time it was, how long he had slept, if at all. He felt himself regaining consciousness at a glacial pace, slowly registering details of his current situation. Brightness escaped through cracks in the drapes, the color of which indicated that it was well past his usual wakeup time. His body felt tired, as if he'd ran a marathon the day before. He was not alone in the room. This last fact sped up the process of waking up somewhat, the older bunny lifting himself up to see a great, shuffling lump in between his legs, covered by a shamefully stained duvet. He heard it more clearly than he could feel it, deep inhales like a bloodhound hot on a trail, tiny gusts of warm air brushing up against his delicate privates. He gently lifted the duvet off to the side, uncovering his young, unexpected bedfellow, whose attention was so focused on the task ahead of him that he seemingly didn't notice his unveiling. Nero could feel his heart beating in his chest, still not used to how brazen his son had gotten, but deep down excited to see how much farther they could go. He reached out a hand to tousle his son's hair, lovingly running his fingers through it as the boy continued to greedily drink in his father's musky pussy. Nero couldn't hold back from pushing his hips upwards, the ache in his loins as strong as it had been since last night, he needed to be filled. He needed to be close to his son. He felt the boy's face pressing against his folds, felt his pussy spreading to accommodate the boy, slowly engulfing his face and showing no signs of stopping. Nero felt his heart leap in his chest from excitement, surprised at feeling his pussy stretch like this with seemingly no limit, the spark in his womb igniting as he wondered how far it could go.

A loud grumble came from Alexander's stomach, which immediately made breakfast his highest priority. As he had done yesterday, the young bun nonchalantly pulled himself out of his father, leaving the older man behind as he pursued his own wants. Nero couldn't help but feel a little frustrated as his pussy clenched at the empty space where his son had been, feeling as if he'd been so close to something incredible, but had been denied the last second. Nevertheless, he still had his duties to his son as a father, as much as the line between son and lover had blurred in recent times. Begrudgingly, the older bunny wrapped two fingers around his clit to bring himself to release, a vain attempt to quell the inferno in his loins, which ultimately had the same effect as a water gun would have on a burning building.

Nero passed the rest of the morning in a bit of a daze, mostly working on autopilot until he registered that they needed a few ingredients for the dinner he had planned that day. As it was a Saturday, he had Alexander along for the ride, a constant distraction for the already scatterbrained man. He was used to sneaking glances, admiring his son, maybe a stray dirty thought since their relationship had escalated to a sexual nature, but it had since gotten even worse. Several times on the drive over he had to narrowly swerve to avoid colliding as he'd been staring at Alexander, had to stop himself from openly touching himself thinking about his son, he was starting to lose it.

Once inside the grocery store, Nero figured he'd be able to distract himself by focusing on his shopping list, going from one aisle to the next trying to keep himself together. He had forgotten about one thing however, the fact that he was not the only pervert between father and son. The older bunny was just in the middle of considering two cans of beans as he felt the back of his pants being pulled down, exposing his bare ass to the open air. His eyes widened as he felt his cheeks being parted, paralyzed on the spot as he felt warm breath dance across his exposed pucker, heard the unmistakable sound of deep inquisitive sniffs coming from behind him. The small part of Nero's mind that still held on to some semblance of sanity was screaming at him to pull his pants up, to stop this immediately. That was until the older bunny felt something warm and wet graze across his defenseless hole, causing his brain to fully short-circuit as caution and worry was thrown out the window. Nero lowered a hand towards his conveniently exposed pussy, roughly playing with his throbbing clit as his precious son ate his ass with reckless abandon. The boy was a true natural, it was certainly not the first rimjob the older bunny had been on the receiving end of, but the way the boy's tongue pushed hungrily against his sensitive hole, slow deliberate licks grazing across the outer rim and carefully dipping inside before moving past again, it was out of this world. Nero was entirely in a world of his own, it was just him and Alexander here now, the debauched old man moaning low and sensually as he closed his eyes and massaged his clit.

"What are you doing?"

Nero felt his heart sink, a horrible pit forming in his stomach as harsh reality came crashing down on him. Time stood still as his wide-eyed gaze was fixed on the legumes ahead of him, too terrified to even turn towards his accuser, awaiting his death sentence as his hole continued to receive a deep tissue massage from his sex-crazed son's tongue.

"You can't stock the shelves like that, you have to put the new products behind-"

He let go of a breath he hadn't realized he was holding, hearing the voice he could've sworn was right behind them moving further away. That could've been it, the end of his life as he knew it, he had to quell this lust once and for all. He rushed to tug Alexander out of his ass and awkwardly pulled his pants back up, abandoning his shopping cart right there as he made a beeline for the exit with his son in hand, trying his best to ignore the obvious wet spot in the boy's tented shorts.

The drive back home mostly happened in a blur, several traffic laws no doubt broken, but Nero could care less about any fines he might accrue, even jailtime would be fine if he could just get home and make love to his son first. They barely made it to the living room couch; the bedroom was completely out of the question. Father and son were a whirlwind of animalistic huffing and groping and kissing and grinding, the path from the front door strewn with their clothes, haphazardly ripped off and thrown to the side. Nero had always had a semblance of control, no matter how intense his desire became he always tried to take a passive role with Alexander, but he could hold back no more. With the boy laying on his back, Nero climbed on top of the couch and straddled his son's head, the older bunny grinding his sopping wet pussy against the younger's face. He needed more; he had to have more. Nero's impressive clit was straining, he had surely orgasmed more than once already, but still he needed more. His son was right there, his precious boy pushed right up against his most sensitive and intimate part, and yet he felt separated from him. His subconscious mind had already figured it out, the solution that seemed so obvious, what needed to happen, what was going to happen. Nero felt his inner walls widen, the lips of his pussy spreading over his son's head, the older bunny gasping as he felt as if he looked over the edge of a steep cliff and had jumped off, realizing it finally.

He needed Alexander inside of him.

Deep inside of him.

Inside of his womb.

The boy didn't resist, even as his entire head disappeared into his father's pussy, in fact he seemed compelled to push into it. Nero was experiencing euphoria he hadn't felt since before Alexander's birth, not since the two of them had been connected. It went beyond a simple physical orgasm, it was more than that, as if his very soul was in the throes of climax. Inch by inch Alexander disappeared into his father, his cock rock hard and vibrating with lust, unaware of what was happening but too drunk on his dad's musk to care. Nero cried out in pleasure as his son's shoulders pushed inside his impossibly stretched pussy, being so loud that the walls practically shook, but to him it sounded miles away, distant, unimportant compared to what was happening. The older bunny's pelvic muscles clenched and spasmed in ecstasy as he felt a bump against his cervix, his juices drenching the boy and lubing him up as he slid inside towards that innermost chamber, returning to his place of conception like a fish climbing a waterfall to return to their spawning pool. Nero placed his hands on his belly, feeling his womb being filled once more, the physical pleasure and emotional bliss going hand in hand, it felt incredible, it felt correct. His midsection stretched outwards, bigger than he had been when he'd been pregnant, which was natural considering how much bigger his beloved boy had grown. Once Alexander's legs had passed the last barrier, the young bunny curled up inside his father's womb, gently gyrating his hips to seek pleasure from the pliable walls of his cage, his only care in the world to sate himself. Nero could feel tears streaming down the side of his face, still gyrating his sopping wet pussy against the already beyond ruined couch, hugging his belly that contained his son. He could feel as the boy achieved his climax, the writhing and shuddering that meant his son's pleasure, inside of him. They were finally together again, him and his Alexander, the boy back to where he belonged, trapped inside of his father's womb. As Nero lowered a hand towards his still throbbing clit, not ready to stop cumming, he thought about what this meant. He thought about the scenario of Alexander going back to school. He thought about the young bunny leaving for that school bus. Leaving his womb again. Leaving him again. No, he couldn't let that happen, he wouldn't allow it. Nero arched his back, gripping his stiff clit as he gushed over the couch for the nth time, the mental image of his son in his womb front and center in his mind.

The frenzied haze that had engulfed Nero was beginning to clear, his clit was still as hard as it had been most of the day, but his arousal was retreating into the background where it thrummed like pleasant ambient noise. The older bunny allowed himself to fully explore his new situation, physically and mentally, the reality of the situation finally hitting him. The heavy weight of his son resting on top of his pelvis, the pleasant sensation of the boy shuffling around in a slimy mess of their combined juices, the feeling of quiet victory as he finally had his precious Alexander exactly where he belonged. There were no two ways about it, as the older man continued to breathe heavily in glorious post-orgasm bliss, he knew he had to do anything in his power to keep things like this. He rubbed his hands over his distended belly, grinding his pussy against the sticky couch beneath him to reach his next climax, cooing gently to the boy trapped within the walls of his womb.

``That's right, you get cozy in there, get comfortable inside of daddy, you'll get used to staying in there, for as long as I still love you, my precious Alexander''

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