“Okay boy, you ready for the last game of the season?” Dan asked his son, Pete, who was bobbing up and down in the car.
 
“OF COURSE DAD!” Pete said, not able to stop moving.
 
They pulled up to the arena and Dan gave his son a hug and a pat on his little furry head, “Well Pete remember, if you win today and stay undefeated we’ll have to reward you in some way back at home.”
 
Pete gave his dad a knowing grin, “Oh you know it!” he said, giving his dad a quick rub on the leg before he jumped out of the car, grabbing his gear and heading in, his little goat tail flopping up and down in the air as he went in.
 
Dan smiled and pulled the car into the parking lot, getting a nice spot near the entrance and sitting in his car for a while, dreading having to face the other parents of the team. He didn’t them, but he hated how annoying they could be during the games. No one should be this loud during Peewee Soccer! He thought to himself multiple times when a ref or a player did something the parents didn’t like, almost starting a parent-driven riot for the wrongdoing. He rolled his eyes and turned off his car, finally stepping out and having to face the music. He put a hat on, but the holes he had to cut out for his horns, along with the fact he was the only goat in the stands kept the anonymity very hard to keep up with.
 
As if on cue, right when he was about to sit down, another one of the parents greeted him and sat down next to him. It was Jeff, a gray canine who was way too into the sport, “Howdy Dan! It’s a great sunny day for this great game huh?”
 
Dan put on his best fake smile and said, “Oh of course, wouldn’t want to miss this game for the world. I hear this game decides if we get home field advantage for the World Cup, we probably should be plenty loud for the kids to know we care!”
 
Jeff laughed at the joke, “Don’t worry about that Dan! You know how loud I can get during these games. I’ll be sure to be extra noisy for you!” He said, getting up and finding another parent to talk to before the game.
 
“Just great…” Dan said, pulling his phone out and waiting for the game to start.
 
All the kids were in the locker room, chanting for their team and getting hyped for the game. Pete went up to his teammate Jack, who was Jeff’s son, and said, “I’m so hyped for the game! How about you man?”
 
Jack’s eyes lit up and replied, “Oh you know it man! I’ve been thinking about this all week, our first regular season in the bag after this. It’s crazy how short it went.”
 
Pete was about to reply, but was cut off by the coach ordering them to get out onto the field for the game. Jack and Pete exchanged looks and headed into line with the rest of the team.
 
The waiting seemed to go on for eternity, but just as soon as everyone got antsy, a buzzer rang out and both teams stormed the field. The teams were all warmed up and both took their places. The referee blew his whistle and they were off. Jack and Pete were the goal scorers, but for now the defense had to deal with the ball in their end. They didn’t want to get to far back in their zone or they would have to hustle back to have a chance to score.
 
Pete saw an opening however and rushed into the defensive zone, running and jumping in front of an enemy player who was shooting the ball. The timing was perfect and he got possession, faking past the enemy and passing it to Jack. They rushed the zone and got close to the goal. Jack and Pete played as one in that moment; the young goat boy ran past his partner and called for a pass. Jack was quick on his feet and moved it towards him. Pete braced himself and kicked, shooting the ball deep into the net!
 
The rest of the game went normally, both teams trading possession of the ball, but neither of them able to get more points on the board. The end of the thirty-minute half was nearing and Pete’s team let their guards down, letting the opposing team to tie it up with seconds left. Deflated, the team sat down and listened to their coach for the break. They drank their water and laid in the grass, recovering for the next grueling half. Once the buzzer sounded the game started once again.
 
The half started out rough for Pete and his team. The opposing team scored almost right off the bat, leaving them trailing for the first time this season. Pete got the ball back and faked through the rest of the opposing team, only to be denied by the goalkeeper. The clock was never out of the boy’s mind whenever he got the ball, but each time he tried, everyone on the field kept denying him the illusive tying goal.
 
Ten minutes were left on the clock when both him and Jack were rushing through the field with the ball. Pete stopped near the goalie and let his friend get in front of him. The bait worked, and when the goalie rushed him, he only had to pop the ball in the air for Jack to get, tying the game back up.
 
The pressure was still getting to the team; they wanted to stay undefeated and tried anything to stay that way. However, the tide of the game just didn’t seem to go their way no matter how hard they tried.
 
Close to the end, Pete got the ball all alone in the offensive zone. He ran with all of his might and got up to the goalie. He raised his foot to kick the ball, but was interrupted by the referee’s whistle, signaling the game was over. Pete went down to his knees, devastated that he was only seconds away from keeping his team from having a perfect record.
 
Before he could pout and be sad for much longer, Jack and rest of his team headed off to the locker room. The coach gave a speech, praising them for their hard work throughout the season, and asking for their support in the playoffs. However, at least for Pete, the speech went on deaf ears, as he could not stop replaying the last minute of the game in his head. Even when his dad greeted him in the car, he was still in that state, of pure disbelief and anguish.
 
“Pete!” Dan yelled out in the car, snapping his son out of the trance. “Great, you’re still with us. You’ve been like this the whole car trip, get to the shower so you can clean off before dinner.”
 
Pete walked inside and went upstairs, closing the bathroom door behind him. The boy turned on the shower, but didn’t go in, didn’t get undressed, and just sat there on the unopened toilet with his phone out, looking at it in a haze.
 
It seemed like hours for Dan, who was getting impatient that his son was taking so long to get out of there. He got undressed in his room and started looking at his favorite sites on the computer. He pulled up a video of a young-looking twink getting railed over and over again, and started to jerk off to it. He held his erect cock in his hand for a while a realized, If he’s going to take so long, I might as well bring the fun to him. So, he wrapped a towel around his waist and headed to the bathroom, opening the door to find his son sitting down. Dan startled his son as he walked in, saying, “Well, well, well what do we have here? A naughty little boy who is turning my water bill to high heavens? You got to get over this somehow boy, and I think I got just the thing for you.” Dan didn’t give his son a chance to talk before he walked over to him and forced his jersey and pants off of him, taking a nice long look at his slightly sweaty, toned young body. Dan stayed beside him for a second, smelling the salty sweat of his son as it permeated across the steamy shower.
 
“You look best after every game kid, it’ll be a shame after the playoffs over. Might have to get you into baseball or something.” Dan said, pushing his boy into the shower. He pulled his own towel off, showing off his impressive erection to Pete, stepping into the shower, brushing the tip of his cock across his son’s chest. “Well?” he said, “I’m waiting.”


Pete took the cue and got down on his knees, stroking his father’s cock and licking at his tip. He felt the water run down his head as his father moaned and grabbed at his small face. Dan pressed his cock against his kid’s cheek smearing his pre over his face and muzzle. “Goddamn boy,” Dan said, “I’ve trained you too well.” Pete loved the praise he was getting, he loved pleasing daddy. The goat boy teased his father ever so slightly, licking the tip of his head and slowly going deeper, only taking in the head.
 
It took all of Dan’s willpower to not just push his son’s face closer, skewer his little boy’s throat with his thick cock. Moans of pure pleasure squeaked out of the larger goat. Small desperate thrusts rang through him involuntarily, pleading with his son he whispered, “M-more please.”
 
The small amount of control Pete had over his father made him so happy, but he knew it was best to listen to him when he got like this, the last time that he kept teasing, he was walking funny for a week. So, Pete took the cock in his hand and wrapped the other around his father’s body, moving back and forth, pushing his dad’s large cock deeper down his throat. Water rushed down his face as he took in the large member, which showed a bulge deep in the cub’s throat. His own immature prick started to harden, the feelings of the warm shower and his dad’s scent drove the young boy wild.
 
Dan leaned back in the shower, placing his hand on the top of Pete’s head, rustling his own fingers through his son’s hair. He looked down at his son, shoving his face deeper into his crotch and thought about how lucky he was to have such a nice cocksucker for a son. Dan’s thrusts got quicker and his grip on the top of Pete’s head got tighter as time went on. He loved pushing his throbbing cock down his own kid’s throat. He loved knowing how well he trained his little boy to be such a slut for him, and at his beck and call he could have Pete get fucked. A proper daddies-boy that loved anything he would suggest.
 
Pete loved having his dads cock shoved inside of him. He reached for his own, small member and started stroking it, moving the fleshy piece back and forth in his grip. His throat was starting to get raw and the cock forcing his throat apart started to hurt the boy a little, but he would do anything to please his daddy.
 
Thankfully for Pete, Dan was close to finishing, he grabbed on his kid’s small horns on his head and used them to push himself harder and faster into his boy. Dan’s sack was smacking his boy on the chin with each forceful thrust, forcing his little throat to stretch and tighten around his thick member. “Oh fuck Pete…” Dan said in between each push, “I’m so close… I’m about to finish.”
 
Pete loved when his dad got close, his daddy smashed his hips over his nose, pounding and punching his little nose in with his torso, making him all dizzy. The goat cub felt his dad’s cock start to swell and spasm, the grip on his little horns start to tighten, the heavy breathing, it all helped Pete prepare. He heard Dan let out a soft moan and slowly push in. Pete felt his daddy’s cum hit the back of his throat, filling his mouth with the salty sweet taste. He wasn’t able to swallow it all, backing up with a cough, getting the last few spurts right over his face.
 
Dan picked up his little boy from the ground, washing his cum from the boy’s face. He felt his son’s hard cock rub up against his own. He pointed down and said to Pete, “After I finish washing you, I think we’ll have to do something about that, you naughty boy.” Pete didn’t respond, he just let his father grope and wipe his hands all over his small body, loving the warm water and all the attention he was getting. Dan grabbed both his and his son’s cocks, and rubbed them together, getting hard once more. “C’mon boy.” He said opening the door to the shower, “Lets dry off and head over to my room, we can have a lot of fun there.”
 
Pete took his order and dried off, well the best he and his father could after being in the water. They headed back to Dan’s room, and Dan closed the door behind them, turning on one of the ceiling lights. Pete jumped on the bed and started to lie out, waiting for his dad to come closer. Dan looked at his slutty little boy and smiled, “You always are one step ahead of me Pete,” he said, moving closer and getting on the bed next to him. The little kid’s cock stood straight up in the air, each second only allowing it to throb harder and harder.
 
Dan moved closer to his son and started petting his belly, stroking it up and down, feeling his fur in between his large fingers, knowing he could absolutely ravage him if he wanted too. Dan moved lower down, placing his large hand over his boy’s entire manhood. Twisting and pulling it up and down, a small moan escaped Pete’s lips as his father jerked him off. His eyes moved lower though, and soon he released his grip and lifted his son’s torso into the air. He took his two fingers and spread Pete’s small cheeks apart, revealing his slightly used hole. “I’m going to try something new boy, you trust me?” he asked.
 
Pete nodded with look of excitement on his face. Dan stuck his muzzle into his son’s rump, letting his kid’s small sack rest over his face. He licked at the hole, sending a shiver down Pete’s spine. He pushed with his tongue and pushed through his boy’s ring, probing him. He shoved his tongue in deep, covering every inch of his kid’s tight hole with his saliva. Pete wrapped his legs around his father's head, pushing him in deeper, the weird, wet sensation felt so good, he just wanted him to do that forever. The wet tongue pressing against his insides was feeling that he never experienced before, but at that moment it was all that mattered to him, he was having the time of his life. Small moans escaped his lips as his father pressed against his hole, even slipping his muzzle inside a bit.
 
Dan felt his own member throb and press against the sheets of his bed, he knew he couldn’t keep this up forever and that he needed to fuck him. He took his tongue out of his kid’s rump, letting him get back onto the bed. Dan leaned forward and licked the tip of his son’s cock, tasting his boy’s pre for the first time, as he did a small spurt hit him on the nose, flooding his senses with his son’s seed.
 
That was enough to make Dan go wild; he wiped his face and moved in closer to his son, pressing his cock over his kid’s. He thrusted for a bit, rubbing their members together in pure ecstasy, smearing each others juices all over their cocks. The teasing was getting to Dan though; he couldn’t wait any longer and pulled back, pressing his thick cock on his son’s hole. He didn’t ask if Pete was ready like he normally did, he needed this too bad to even think about it. He just pushed in, spreading his kid’s hole wide.
 
Pete felt his dad enter him, the large cock forcing its way inside of him like it had been many time before. He was stretched so far apart many times by daddy before, but it still was a little painful for the cub, but the pleasure and feeling of pleasing daddy was enough to make him love it. His own cock twitched back and forth with each push, the sight of his stomach bulging out with his dad’s cock only made him feel better. His little moan’s echoed throughout the room, not able to control how good he felt in the moment.
 
Deeper and deeper Dan tried to shove his cock inside, slapping his hips against his sons, fully pushing his large cock in and out of his insides. His tight boy’s hole gripping over his cock was driving Dan to his breaking point. Dan just lost control of himself, grabbing his body with both arms and thrusting in him. He looked at his son, squirming in his grip and feeling so good, it drove him to keep thrusting faster in him.
 
Pete’s eyes started to widen, he started to feel weird all over as a wave of pleasure washed over his entire body. His small member started twitching, being moved up and down from each thrust. Pete started to yell out, gripping at the sheets and contorting his body, his hole gripping especially hard over his father's cock, tightening and making each thrust even better for his daddy. Pete knew what was happening, yelling out, “Here it comes!” as his cock came all over him, covering himself in his own seed.
 
Dan only was feeling pure pleasure, his son’s hole got so much tighter once he came, and he took advantage of the pressure, pushing harder and forcing his cock in harder and faster. He took a free hand and grabbed onto his sons chest, gripping his fur and smearing his own seed deep into it. His hand moved just a bit more and grabbed his neck, using the choke to make him tighten his hole. Pete was out of it, only feeling his neck tighten and get pushed in as his father’s cock ravaged his hole. Dan was so close and tightened his grip, making young Pete clench hard again. “Pete!” Dan yelled out trying to warn him of being so close, with his thrusts getting faster and faster, more uncontrolled.
 
Pete felt the tight grip his daddy had over his neck, for some reason he loved it. He felt his father pick up the pace, slamming their hips together with a loud crash each time. He heard his father yell out, and just a second later he felt him get slower, and a hot feeling growing inside of him as he was filled with his daddy’s cum. The bulge of his daddy’s large cock through his stomach only grew as he was pumped with seed.
 
They both just sat there for a while, Dan fully hilted deep inside his slutty boy, filling him with his cum. He didn’t want to pull out just yet, feeling his cock shrink inside his boy after the orgasm. He waited just a little longer, smiling and petting little Pete on his head. Soon, he did pull out, making sure his son didn’t spill a drop of his cum on his sheets. “Looks like you may need to take another shower Pete.” His dad recommended, lying on the bed.
                            
Pete looked at the small amount of bloating his belly was experiencing, his insides churning and complaining a bit after being roughly fucked for that long. He pondered that for a while and finally said, “Well, as long as I have my shower buddy I’ll be fine.” referencing his father.
 
Dan smiled and looked over himself too, “Well I guess you’re right too, I probably need a shower.”
 
Pete had a naughty smile creek up his face, “Wanna have some more fun?”
 
“Listen little dude,” Dan said, almost exasperated, “I’m pretty well spent, lets see how you do in the playoffs before we go marathon this stuff.”
 
“Don’t worry dad, I’ll make sure we win the playoffs then.”
 
They both got up from the bed and headed back to the bathroom, Dan patting his son on the head, “I’m sure you will champ, I’m sure you will.