"Gotcha!" So cried Avocato after grabbing hold of the elusive Little Cato who had tried to bolt out from between his legs during a play fight they had in his bedroom one night. Naked. The boy had grown to be almost a spitting image of himself, having achieved much during his time growing up but still had the tendency to be mischievous from time to time, which was weird, but in a good way. To both Avocato & Gary, but mostly to Avocato.

Even as an adult, the boy still had the energy of a little kid hooked up on sugar and would always be quite...dodgy when it came to finding out who can outmaneuver and pin down each other. That was the game both Ventrexians played every once in a while. 

"Oh, no, not again!" Little Cato yowled in false dismay as he was pulled back and lifted into the air by the stronger feline, finding himself to be put into a peculiar hold while upside down. It didn't cross his mind yet even as he squirmed and pawed at the rigid forearms of the warrior that had him in his grasp.

"Oh, yeah, baby, I win this time." The teal Ventrexian laughed haughtily, having found a way to hold him tightly as he pinned his legs to his chest and sat down on the bed, licking his lips at the position he had his adopted son in at this very moment. The idea of the game was for Little Cato not to get caught and held down for as long as he could while naked until the captor's energy was depleted. He spent a good hour and a half chasing down the spry feline around the house until the chase concluded in this bedroom. "I definitely win this time~."

With the boy being bare, it was obvious what the prize would be once Little Cato was caught and held tightly. There wasn't much to say about it, considering that he was held against the stronger Ventrexian's chest with his legs folded against his stomach and his ass just centimeters away from his mouth with the latter just barely fighting it at this point. He scooted more on the bed to make things comfortable for the both of them, leaning down to give his anal ring a good whiff, and purring in the process as his tail tapped rhythmically on the bed.

"D-dad..." Little Cato sighed, then moaned when the tip of his father's tongue slid around his anus in slow circles. "Unh, yeah." He then bit his lip, feeling that skilled tongue take its time to taste him, periodically moving to the center to flit against it before resuming its course. Avocato hummed with a nod, licking circles around the hole faster and flitting against it every so often, moaning from the sweet/salty taste his son provided for him. His taste buds buzzed with the flavor and he drags the flat part of his tongue across and in circles around and round.

"Hah~!" He heard the boy gasp, encouraging him to work a tad bit faster, as taking his time to enjoy a meal like this wasn't his strongest suit. To make him feel better, Avocato licked his hole at a faster rate and started to suck gently on it when he dipped his head down. The orange feline squirmed in his arms, his tail writhing pinned between him and the other's body and his eyes drifting close so he could take in the sweet pleasure better.

It was a good day for Little Cato whenever he would receive his father's tongue. He was as skilled with it as he was with any other part of his muscular, furry body. He was starting off fine with licking circles around his pucker with the tip of his tongue, then he started to use the flat part of his tongue and wettened it further, prepping it for entry. He was just now doing that, but he was sucking on his asshole while doing it faster. Harder even, and Little Cato was fully erect by the time he was about to dip in.

Sure, the saliva would automatically relax the anal muscles and make entry much easier but Avocato longed to make moments like this last as long as he desired. With Gary and Little Cato otherwise. Said Ventrexian was now sliding the entirety of his tongue straight inside of his adopted son as the latter anticipated by the pokes he made with the tip of his tongue. Once inside, he spun it around and began motorboating his ass by rubbing his maw around within, hungrily and sloppily eating him out to the teen's desire.

The sound of wet pops and suckling filled the room, adding more to the amorous scene going on. There was no need for Little Cato to resist, nor fight the feeling, as the hot tongue of the Ventrexian holding him upside down had made him completely submissive.

He himself laid limp in Avocato's arms, releasing a series of gasps and moans from his mouth that watered and drooled from his tongue hanging from the corner of his mouth. His cock twitched against his stomach, leaking its goodness the more he was eaten out. "Nyaaah~!" He meowed louder than before, feeling his father's tongue press against his prostate and swivel around the sensitive bump, multiplying the pleasure coursing through his nerves two-fold. His toes curled from how deep that tongue felt inside of him, as he came to realize. His father was even slipping it in and out while flitting it and went back to swirling it around on the outside.

"Tasty hole you got here, boy..." Avocato mumbled, licking circles around and closing in on the hole at the center, flitting it, and swirling back to reset the technique. He'd start from the outside, eat his way in, taste more of the boy's flavor, and start all over again. He didn't need to just fuck his son silly and call it a night every time. I mean, why even go through with it when all he could do was eat him out like this and he'd act like he was being fucked. He was that skilled with his tongue and would someday bestow that honor to Gary. As of now, he had to practice with his insatiable twink of an adopted son.

He dug his tongue back into his ass and explored more slowly, reaffirming his hold and sucking on the rim while listening to the sweet meows he released for him. He may have loved being dicked down but for anything involving ass play, like fingering or rimming for example, he valued it even more. So much that it was one of his favorite kinks. Little Cato's eyes roll up into his head as Avocato started to caress his sweet spot more thoroughly than last time and felt pressure begin to mount in his gut.

He was about to cum. And almost too soon. However, the teen did nothing to warm his father, as he looked to be too busy tongue-fucking him to listen. Instead, he laid his head back on the bed and groaned shakily. He sucked in a huge breath when the teal cat pulled out and began sucking and releasing from his gaping hole with numerous pops that echoed along the bedroom. God, this was so freaking hot! hotter than anything else they've done so far, and Avocato couldn't have agreed more.

And he'd voice it if not for the mouthful of ass in the way. Not that he was complaining though. "Damn, I could just eat this ass all fucking night." He sighed, leaning back to breathe for a moment before diving in, fucking Little Cato's hole with his tongue with him moaning louder as he rubbed a nipple to help cum faster.

The tangerine feline mewled in agreement, releasing a shuddering gasp when that graceful tongue slid alongside his anal caverns once more. "Aa-a-a-aahh, p-please do, daddy. I love your tongue~."

"Mmhm..." His 'daddy' nodded, slurping his insides. Little Cato's gasping moans grow louder and more drawn out, but he hardly paid attention. He knew his son couldn't get enough of him and his tongue, so he went on ahead to do what he wanted him to do. Eat his ass out all night long, if possible.

However, that would no longer be the case, as Little Cato seized in his grip and came with a feminine moan, spilling his pearly white seed all over his stomach down to his chest in numerous ropes. He shook all the while, having his untouched cock spill out more from his dad simply keeping up the rimjob, but at a faster and sloppier rate. He moaned into his butt, sucking on the pucker as his son went through the motions and dirtied himself.

"Oh daddy~!" Little Cato sighed at the end of his orgasm, barely even reacting to the licks his father gave to his wet hole, looking as satisfied as he was tired. "Fuck, you're so good to me."

"Mmhm," Hummed Avocato, giving his ass a few more licks before finally releasing him to flop on his side. The sweet and salty taste resided on his tongue and he purred along with his son, grabbing and laying him on his back so he could clean the mess off his stomach. "Of course, I'm good to you, son. Because you're the best, and you mean the world to me." 

Those words made the younger Ventrexian's heart just warm up and melt. All he responded with was a cute trill as he got comfortable and let his father clean him up with long, careful sweeps of the tongue. From there, his hot, rough tongue was all Little Cato dreamed about once he passed out in his father's arms.