"Well, look what we have here..." Avocato purred softly sliding into Little Cato's room, where he lay on his bed with his legs up, seeing his exposed paws that waved about in the air without him having a car in the world. With how much he liked to show them off, he was just asking to have those soft paws played with now that he got him and Gary interested in such a thing.

It was strange of him to just be openly showing his feet at first, but over time with Gary, Biskit, and himself beginning to indulge in them, he was all in. And with the boy himself taking pleasure out of it, amongst other things.

It even got to the point where he'd hardly react when someone would just...approach him and lick his feet at any time they wished. This was what Avocato was doing when he got closer to the kit and knelt down to eye-level with his paws and grabbed them, bringing them to his muzzle, slipping his tongue out.

"Mlem~." 

Little Cato hummed with a purr, his tail swishing around as the bottoms of his feet were gently, but firmly stroked back and forth by the thick, coarse tongue of his adoptive father just as he was relaxing in his bedroom for the afternoon. Not that it bothered him, as he was wondering when someone was going to be making a move on him with how open he left himself. It felt rough but also pleasant and left a damp stripe everywhere Avocato licked, as he was aiming to taste every part of his feet before moving on to the next step which was the best part.

He was as eager for that as he was to have his paws massaged and licked to the edge of their stimulation that always turned him on. It hadn't been too long since they'd been brought into the equation of foreplay or sex, but he was already all too into it to be weirded out, as briefly as he was for a time. But with how weird and good it felt in unison, he was hardly sure how to react until he simply accepted it and learned to love the feel of a tongue licking his soles and toes until he started actively encouraging it.

As he did by flexing his feet and purring louder when Avocato delved into the ridges of his soles using the tip of his tongue and kissed up and down the tops and bottoms. He did that with one foot as he thumbed and massaged the other, working to make sure his boy was comfortable and okay with this, as he always is. He switched and started to peck his wiggling toes with butterfly kisses while licking them, eliciting a giggle or two out of the teen.

"Dad, that tick- EEP!" He tried to say before he squeaked when the older cat popped a few of his toes in his mouth and sucked on them. He relaxed then but squirmed when he started tonguing the digits in his mouth, really eager to worship his footpaws like this. Or better yet, he found the most pleasure in doing that than simply fucking them, which was a possibility at this point by how hungrily his father was with his feet.

"Mmhm," He hummed, releasing his toes with a pop. "Feel good?" he asked before diving back in on the other pair of toes, holding his paws with one paw while using the other to pull his pants down. Little Cato's response was to simply meow and rub his right footpaw in his face, which was only answered with his wet toes being blown on before his soles were granted his thick tongue once again. He nearly burst out with a laugh this time but kept it under control, only trilling as his soles were given long, purposeful drags by the wet appendage used for self-cleaning.

He couldn't believe how good it felt to have his feet licked. It was all it took to butter his senses and relax him. "Mmrrrrr..." Each long lick sent tingles up his legs into his body, stopping at his sheath, making it buzz with arousal. It wouldn't be enough to do so completely but he was enjoying it nonetheless. "Yeah..." the teen sighed when feeling the silky smooth lips of the teal feline smooch up and down each foot. He heard him sniff on his feet then flit his tongue accurately in between the toes, swiping across them on both feet.

This would go on for as long as Little Cato would almost drift off from the soothing massage he received from the tongue and the smooth kisses. It was that good, after all. Of course, he wouldn't even get the chance to doze off before the massage stopped and his father's tongue was replaced with his meat slapping directly onto his paws, immediately moving back and forth.

"Heh, about time, Dad, I was getting tired." He chuckled, looking back to see the pantsless cat holding both of his feet while thrusting across his soles. with fucking his feet, there was no need to start off slow or fast. You only needed to go in between and make each stroke better than the last. Avocato knew this and was putting it to work by giving his soft, damp soles long strokes.

Avocato moaned, throwing his hips back and forth slightly faster. "I couldn't hold it in anymore, I just wanted to feel those talented soles better, like this." His thrusts get a little harder by then, and his legs spread farther to make certain of it. All the spit he gave to those tasty feet made his cock sliding across them feel like a dream, and he couldn't get enough of it for the life of him. He had once given the boy a taste of his soles with his stirrups and found the time today to return the favor, as he did now.

He eventually slowed down, taking his tool and tapping it across the teen's paws and rubbing it all over his pads, smearing them with some of his precum and adding to the saliva covering them as he went. He shivered feeling the teen begin to move his feet back against him when his cock stroked forward and slowed down a pace to comprehend it, as he wanted to take his time to enjoy his son this way. He cursed softly and under his breath as Little Cato stroked him off at twice the pace, doing his job for him.

He wasn't much the patient kind, after all, so he had to speed things up. And Avocato was happy to follow along, tuning up the speed of his moving hips and squeezing the boy's feet closer together so his soles would be wrapped around his cock, moaning louder and breathlessly. They felt so good to be fucked in this position - with the way Little Cato had his feet propped up in his strong paws. The way he moved against him as he went, rubbing against his soles. This was what he was talking about.

He stroked even faster now, finding the pleasure too much to slow down and enjoy much longer. His son was moaning too, finding the sensation of his penis sliding like a dream in between his feet as pleasurable as them being worshipped, if not more. "That's it, daddy, fuck my paws just like that."

"Nnghh, l-language...boy," He breathed out, slightly slowing down and letting go of Little Cato's feet to let only his hips do the work as he was already helping him fuck his feet. He worked them beautifully on his cock while laying on his stomach, it didn't really much matter how he did it, so long as he could make his dear ol' dad feel good.

And for longer than the time he spent licking and kissing his soles, that was all he did. The teen purred for the majority of the time, enjoying the sweet sensation of a rock-hard cock pumping in and out between his footpaws that he was doing himself whilst listening to the teal Ventrexian's moans and his own purrs that were deeper, yet softer than his. If they were to be walked in on by Gary, he would've thought at first that they were cuddling, when it was the opposite.

Once Avocato began to slow down, the teen kept going, flexing his toes and tapping them against his ballsack and his throbbing shaft, eager to tease him just a little over the edge as he was teetering there at this point. By then, the teal feline had taken his cock away and was tapping it against his soles while jerking off at them, his breathing husky and moans drawn out. Little Cato awaited the moment he would cum and shower his feet with his lust. It wouldn't really take long for him anyway, given his mixed resistance.

"These soles are talented as hell..." Avocato gasped, tapping his length on the boy's wet soles back and forth. "I'm about to cum all over them..."

"What're you waiting for, Dad?" Little Cato asked, turning his head back with a smirk and hazed eyes, curling his toes. "Give me all of it." As soon as he finished, his father indeed gave him all of it. 

Repeatedly moaning, Avocato reaches his limit and cums onto his son's feet, tapping his cock onto them as he saturated both soles and toes with his genetic Ventrexian riches in thick ropes that almost cover them entirely. "Oh, yeah, baby. Good God, that's hot. Having my cum all over your feet~."

The hot liquid plastering his soles felt almost heavenly to Little Cato's sensitive feet. And even more when Avocato's tongue met with his creamed soles just as soon as he pumped out the last rope, gleefully dragging alongside the curves and the tops. He swirled his tongue around the pads and over them a few times as he went, before settling for his toes, and kissing them while licking them clean of any cum that got onto them.

"Mmm," He hums, kissing up and down his footpaws while the orangette meowed comfortably at the increased feeling thanks to his sole's heightened sensitivity. He couldn't have asked for anything better than this. For his paws to be worked over to the point of ecstasy, being stroked, kissed, licked, or even fucked by a solid dick. He'd be as satisfied as he was now if he got even one of those, but his father went above and beyond with doing all four in one sitting. That's what he loved about him, always pleasing his loved ones as they would him.

That was all Little Cato desired, relaxing to the sound of his soles and toes being slurped while he purred in delight. It would be a minute or two before Avocato left him alone, but he could use the company. He might even return the favor before then, who knows~?