“Can you pass the salt, Dad?” Axel asked. He and his father, Nox, were sitting at the table together, enjoying some quiet time after work. The pair of large wolverines, the older being an 8’ 1” musclegut and the younger being a 7’ 5” chubby, sat across from each other, each having a hearty plate of food in front of them. “Sure. Here you go,” Nox replied, sliding the salt across the table to his son. They continued eating their meal but Nox couldn’t help but notice that something was off with Axel. He seemed a bit...uncomfortable, ever so slightly shifting in his chair from time to time. “Is everything alright, son?” Nox asked. The usually gruff mustelid had a true soft spot for his son and his tone carried a bit of concern. Axel looked up, surprised by the question. “Yeah, why do you ask?” He shifted in his chair again and even groaned, clearly trying to hide his discomfort. “I don’t know. You just seem a bit off. You sure something isn’t bothering you?” Nox pressed on. Axel let out a sigh and stabbed the meat on his plate with his fork. “I’m fine, really. Just a bit tired from work.” While Axel was doing a good job of working alongside him in the mechanic shop, Nox wasn’t so quick to believe his son’s explanation. He knew Axel well enough to know when something was bothering him. But he decided to let it go for now, hoping that Axel would open up to him eventually. After they finished off their meal, Axel suddenly felt himself burning up. He tried his best to hide it and continue on with washing the dishes while his Dad cleaned up the rest of the kitchen. But with every minute that was passing it was just becoming unbearable. The night was still young but as soon as he was done, Axel excused himself and rushed off to his room which had been put together again. Nox didn’t follow him but the worry for his son only grew. The next morning Nox got up early. He didn’t get much sleep worrying about Axel. It wasn’t like him to keep things to himself. Though big and rough looking, his son was a gentle giant, pretty shy and the kind to ask questions before acting. Axel would always tell him if something was bothering him and Nox would listen and try to help the best way he could. He couldn’t help but wonder if something serious was wrong with Axel and that’s why he didn’t want to talk about it. He knocked on Axel’s bedroom door gently but got no answer. Considering how early it was, the lack of response wasn’t surprising. So slowly he opened the door and found the shape of Axel on his bed. The sun was only just starting to rise so the room was still dark. Being careful to not make too much noise the bigger wolverine walked towards his sleeping son. As he got closer, his nose picked up on something unusual. Nox was very much used to every room in the house having a smell. He was just naturally musky, always having an earthy scent clinging to him, even after getting clean, and it got stronger when he would sweat. Axel had inherited that and his room had a distinct smell hanging in the air that was similar to his own. But there was something different about it. It was stronger, thicker, and made even Nox wince a bit. He dared to take a deeper inhale when he got closer to Axel. The first thing that poured into his nose was the scent of wolverine sweat, being pretty fresh, suggesting that Axel had been sweating during the night. There was also the smell of cock as well and the reason why was evident as his son was sporting morning wood that was making his blanket rise. Both scents were so strong, instantly making his mouth water and his pants were becoming tight from the rising of his own cock. For as potent as the aroma was, Nox’s worry for Axel was stronger than his arousal. He was just on the cusp of figuring this all out. With his keen nose, Nox leaned in even closer and inhaled just above his son’s sleeping body, Nox was finally able to discern that element that stood out. It was the scent of heat, or rut in Axel’s case. There was no mistaking it. There was a time of year when wolverines were more likely to go into heat or rut and that time had apparently come but it had yet to affect him. But more importantly, the smell coming from his son was so strong! It blended perfectly with the aroma of the other wolverine’s sweat-damp body and his crotch. Looking closer, Nox could see Axel still shifting in his sleep and he was groaning too as his cock throbbed beneath the blanket. Nox was well aware of what his son packed but he was feeling an excitement from it being covered, kept out of view, having yet to be unveiled. So he took it upon himself to do so, feeling a welling sense of anticipation. Just pulling up the blanket a bit more was enough to bring about a wave of raw wolverine cock musk. Making it all the stronger was Axel not showering before he went to be, wearing the previous day’s musk on top of what had formed this morning, making a thick and intoxicating stink. Nox was being careful, not wanting to wake up his son. But he just couldn’t stop himself from yanking away the rest of the blanket, giving himself an eyeful of his son’s unhidden form. Axel was shirtless but he was wearing a pair of briefs, and they were straining to contain the flesh beneath. His huge length was just short of springing free and his big heavy balls were looking ready to burst through the fabric as well. And they were visibly wet, completely soaked with the sweat that had been secreted throughout the night. But Nox’s nose told him there was even more so he leaned in closer and did see that there was another fluid soaking his son’s underwear. It was thicker than sweat but not as thick as cum. Another sniff confirmed it, that Axel’s underwear were slathered both inside and out with precum. Fresh, hot, and very fragrant, making the underwear so wet that it was see-through. Axel reacted to the blanket being pulled away, his cock bobbing and his body shifting, rousing even more musk from his form. Nox could literally smell his son’s virility and instantly understood what was going on. “Mmph… D-Dad? W-what are you doing!?” Axel asked as he woke up, roused from his already light sleep by the hands that were groping his length through the soaked underwear. “Helping you out, son,” Nox said with an even tone of voice. His fingers traced down the covered shaft and groped at Axel’s balls. And just as he thought, they were tight, so plump and full to bursting. “You’ve been pent up for a while and this rut is only making it worse.” “I…” Axel stammered. “You know it barely takes a day for these to get full and rut makes it even worse,” Nox said as he palmed his son’s big balls. “And it feels like you’ve been storing up for a week. You should have at least jerked off before you went to bed.” “B-but I did...” Axel groaned, feeling the ache in his overfull sack as Nox’s rough hand continued to grope and knead. “More than just once,” Nox said, his tone going from stern to amused as his hands reached up and swiftly pulled down the younger wolverine’s underwear. Springing out from the fabric confines was Axel’s slick, uncut, and fully hard 18 inch cock along with his heavy balls that were both double the size of oranges. The room was quickly becoming filled with the dense reek of Axel’s freed maleness. It was already coated in precum and even more was leaking out, making the strong stink of musky wolverine junk and rut all the stronger. Nox hummed as he inhaled deeply, drinking it all in right from the source. Nox couldn’t help but be proud of his son’s prowess. Even if he was shy, Axel’s loins were something to behold. Even he couldn’t help but just stare at the way it was throbbing and letting out more pre from the thick, dark colored tip. He gripped the shaft, pleased to find that his hand could only just wrap around it. His other hand joined in and together they were tugging at the huge fuckstick. It was already slippery to the touch so Nox had an easy time sliding them up and down, pumping them along at a simple timed rhythm. Axel responded by letting out soft moans, gripping the sheets of his bed that were also damp and smelling strongly from his sweating and leaking. Just a simple squeeze of his father’s hands made him grunt and buck his hips, leading to a fat and strong spurt of precum. It came out like clear toothpaste, being so thick as it came back down and coated Nox’s hands, being resmeared onto the shaft it came from. Axel’s moans only grew louder as he woke up fully, responding to the strokes with more big gushes of precum that came out as if he were pissing. It reached even higher, nearly touching the ceiling, coming back down to splatter onto Axel’s stomach and chest. It also came down on Nox as well, making him flinch at first then he chuckled, running his tongue over his nose. “Damn, you’re even more pent up than I thought! In fact I think these things got even bigger overnight! Just take deep breaths and let it all out.” Axel moaned louder as his cock throbbed even more, the fat veins swelling further and his balls were churning. He could feel that he was close already. But it just felt so good, his cock being extra sensitive to the touches that were given to him. The roughness of his dad’s hands from years of working on cars provided extra stimulation that was sending jolts through him and getting him all the closer. Some more strokes and two firm squeezes caused his balls to draw up and there was a visible expansion along the underside of his cock as the pent up cum was traveling through his urethra. “Rrggh! It’s coming out!” Axel huffed, his tone becoming much gruffer, more akin to his dad’s as he threw his head back and bucked his hips against the moving hands. Nox used his own strength to keep the shaft steady as he continued to stroke and even wring with his hands, twisting them in opposite directions. Another moan was forced from Axel as his opening swelled just before the first rope of his cum shot out. It came out even thicker than usual, blasting upwards as it if was being shot from a cannon. Just like the precum it was coming out as a continuous stream, going up and then arching downwards in the same way that a fountain would spray out water. The smell in the room became all the more pungent and mouth-watering, making Nox lick his lips as he kept working his hands. “There. That’s it, boy…” Nox soothed. “Just let out all that excess. Shit, this stuff’s been brewing all night. The smell’s so fucking rich! The smell’s gonna stick around for a while! Come on, Axel. Keep marking your turf!” One hand kept pumping at the length while the other worked at the balls, giving even more to Axel’s already intense climax. “Oh, Dad!” “I know. Here comes the real load!” Nox said with a toothy grin. The tip of the shaft expanded even more and from it came another long blast of dark colored jizz. This time it actually reached the ceiling, splattering against the horizontal surface and cascading down in the form of multiple gooey ropes, coming down like sticky, musky rain. While that was happening, Nox continued to stroke and paw at his son’s balls, aiming to milk out even more loads. His hands were getting coated in the even hotter, thicker, and slicker fluid that was firing out and it was coming down at the same time, splattering onto both of their large bodies, sticking to their pelts and marking the rest of Axel’s room. In just a few seconds Axel had shot enough to match at least 10 different guys at once. All of it came out in the form of rich, hot, and strong smelling expulsions that had the consistency of glue. Nox hummed as his hands got further coated in the stuff, feeling it seeping through his fingers and at the same time it was raining down even heavier, being a sensation that Nox enjoyed a lot more. His son’s pent up fluids were splattering down onto him and he welcomed the deluge of spunk that was getting all over his dark colored pelt and his clothes were all soaked by it. The stink of the substance was so strong that he could taste it just by inhaling. Seeing just how much his son was letting out from his overfilled balls, Nox didn’t want the loads to just go to waste but there wasn’t a window for him to properly move in. So he just did it, leaning himself closer and pulling the shaft downwards, Putting himself in the line of fire and being met with the first direct eruption of thick wolverine sperm all over his face and chest. Axel huffed, gripping the edges of his bed even harder as his cock was firing off more of his jizz, absolutely covering his dad in it. He knew that he was pent up but he had honestly never cum this much at once in his life and his dad still stroking and rubbing at his cock and balls kept his climax going strong. Axel bit his lip as he pushed out another jet of cum that splattered all over Nox’s front side. He kept jerking at his son’s dick, pumping at a steady pace, taking on the spurts of cum that were starting to lose power, stopping with a final fat ooze of musky cum and Nox finally let go of Axel’s shaft, taking a moment to really revel in the slimy state of his hands, his body, and most of the room as well. “Anyone would think you’re part pig!” Nox chuckled. “I’ve been real pent up before but I’ve never shot stuff like that. You’ve got a real gift, son.” “T-thanks, Dad,” Axel said, feeling relief from having all that excess gone from him. He was finally able to relax and get some rest, not even phased by the hot and heavy stink that was hanging into the air. Nox let him get some rest and left the room to get himself cleaned up but all he could think about was how potent his son was. He expected Axel to be a lot like him but the younger wolverine was his own person and it was evident that going into rut had an effect on his son, amplifying his traits. Even while soaping himself off, the thick cloying smell of Axel’s sweat and cum was so heavy in his nose still… The time for breakfast had come and Nox was about to set things up to make a meal for himself and Axel when the wolverine in question stepped in. Smelling him before he heard his footsteps, Nox turned around to ask if his son felt any better, but he instead gasped. Axel was walking in naked with his cock swaying with every step he took. Being in a semi-hard state, the cum-coated dick was still pulsing and the balls underneath weren’t as large as they had been that early morning but they were still visibly heavy, likely still full just without the excess. “Hey, Dad. I bet you’re in the mood for something real good,” Axel was speaking with a more confident tone of voice. He lowered a hand down and used it to brandish his musky cock. “You never got a taste of what I’ve got brewing.” “A-Axel,” Nox stammered. The way his son was speaking and standing, it wasn’t like his usual self at all. “Heh. And I bet it’s some good stuff too.” He decided to go along with it, figuring that his son’s rut was also affecting his personality. “It’ll save me the trouble of having to make something.” Axel grinned and pulled out a chair to sit on, spreading his legs when he did so, really showing off his length as it was becoming completely erect again. Swelling to an even thicker point, the veins that stretched across the shaft were expanding as well, pumping blood throughout the hardening meat. The tip poked from the foreskin a bit as it stood up and jutted out like a solid steel pipe. Nox came in close, getting down on his knees. He wasn’t the type to play the receiver but he was very much intrigued by all of this and drawn in by the sight and smell that only became all the more appealing the closer he got. His nostrils flared as he drank in the younger wolverine’s raw cock musk that was pulsing only a few inches in front of his muzzle. “Let’s see what you got, boy…” Nox challenged as he took hold of the shaft just as he had before, feeling a rise of excitement from the smell that remained so thick, along with the heat and slickness that met his sense of touch. He began to slowly stroke up and down, using that coating of fluid to give the other large wolverine pleasure. He was just getting started though. While giving the 18 inches some smooth jerks, Nox pulled the tip towards himself and opened his mouth, leaning in and taking the tip past his lips. Gently he began to suck on it, using his tongue to lick away the precum and light grime that covered it, letting out a muffled sound of approval. “W-wow, Dad…” Axel panted. The older wolverine’s mouth was surprisingly silky smooth, his tongue weaving around to collect the last of his son’s cum. Even when it was all cleaned away, Nox was still moving his tongue about. Nox didn’t need a reason to keep going. Everything he wanted and even more was already there. The size of his son’s meat, an 18 inch monster, completely excessive in terms of both length and girth. It fit perfectly with the rest of the dark furred wolverine who was big in every way. His eyes roamed up, looking at the big chubby gut that was rising and lowering in time with every labored breath. Having a chest that was just in between pecs and moobs, the slightly rough coat that covered them was visibly glistening with sweat, just as the rest of his form was. Just looking at him, Nox was emboldened to suck and lick as much as he could. Even if it was rare for him to be in this kind of position, Nox did have enough experience and being a very big guy himself, he wasn’t intimidated by the amount of cock that was still waiting for it. Just as he did when facing any challenge, Nox took it head-on. He pushed his head down, feeling the start of his throat being breached. It was quick and hard, even painful for a moment but the much older wolverine just kept going, swallowing down the fat, musky meat. It was a snug fit but that just added to Nox’s excitement and self-satisfaction. He could feel it throbbing directly against his oral walls and with just another push his nose was pressed firm to the extra damp and musky fur of Axel’s crotch. “Whoa…” Axel gasped. He was thrown off by how good it felt. The hot and slick tunnel that was holding his throbbing dick and the big tongue that was sweeping all over everything else, running all over the last inches of the mighty hardness and even sliding out further to lap over the fat, cum-filled balls. Reeling from all of this at first, Axel was just sitting in the chair, taking in the sensations that were racing through his large body. In addition to the warmth and wetness, Axel was treated to the arousing sounds of sucking and licking, paired with his dad’s deep-toned muffled voice. Pulling back and feeling the length tugging its way free from the deeper part of his throat, tasting the precum that had been freshly spurt from the tip, Nox hummed and worked his tongue all over the inches that were sliding back over it. Giving it long strokes and swirls, keeping his lips snug to the thickness, Nox was keeping his motions continuous, giving pleasure to his son without pause. While doing all of this he was constantly being treated to the thick, natural musk and the smell of raging rut. Being another wolverine, it had an effect on him. His nostrils were flaring without end and his mouth wouldn’t stop watering, keeping his oral passage all too slick. What started out as a slow pull back and push back down into his esophagus, Nox got into a pace of rocking his head back and forth, feeling his windpipe swelling against the inches when they slid down. Keeping this up, Nox never stopped moving his tongue in addition to taking all that he could into his throat, groaning and even gagging a few times as he pushed down until his nose was again pressed firmly into his son’s sweat-logged pubic fur. The throb was getting stronger and more precum was leaving from the shaft’s opening, either spraying down into Nox’s stomach directly or coating the older male’s tongue. “I never thought you’d be so good at this…” Axel huffed. He had always seen his dad as a pillar of strength and masculinity. Being so large, gruff, and strong smelling. It was hard to imagine someone like that on his knees, taking someone else’s cock so passionately. With growing pants he watched his dad’s mouth sail up and down, leaving his cock shining from multiple layers of hot spit. It was so hot to see and he shook when the mouth came forward, engulfing his dick all over again. After some licks and suckles, Nox pulled his head all the way back, having the tip come free from the seal his lips made with a loud and wet ‘pop’ sound. With a string of saliva clinging to his muzzle, Nox just smirked as he took a few breaths. “There’s a lot you still gotta learn, boy. See if you can pick up a few things.” With that being said, the bigger wolverine took a moment to get his own pants down just enough to let his cock spring free. Axel was already huge and his old man was even bigger, sporting a 24 inch uncut monster that was also smelling of the morning’s musk and slippery to the touch from the precum that had been leaking from him this whole time. Tugging his pants and underwear down further, Nox let his balls come free as well, outdoing the size of Axel’s twice the size of oranges by being twice the size of grapefruits. One hand was gripping his fat hole-stretcher while the other was taking the place of his mouth, gripping Axel’s heavy flesh, pumping it up and down. Using the layers of his own spit, Nox had an easy time sliding his wrapped hand from the base to the tip and back down again, much to his son’s elation. A resounding moan came from the younger wolverine and his cock was actively throbbing against moving fingers and palm. Precum was still coming out and Nox made sure to get his digits slathered in the fluid, very much enjoying the messiness that was spreading. While both hands were busy stroking both fat, musky dicks Nox put his mouth to good use, having his sights set on something else this time. Pressing his lips directly to his son’s balls, the older male inhaled deeply, getting himself high on the rush of raw crotch stink. It was so rich that he could practically see the steam rising from the pair of fat furred orbs. He dived right in with gusto, starting out with firm sweeping licks that started from just underneath, going all the way up to where the sack ended. While doing this he was gathering the intensifying flavor of sweat and grime. It was coating his taste buds and clinging to them. Immediately being taken with this and wanting more, Nox was very quick to go back where he started. From the bottom and going all the way up, his fat tongue caressed over the pair of orbs yet again. Making sure to touch in places that he hadn’t before, getting the strongest taste of musk that he could. While doing this his son’s balls were churning all the harder. Just knowing there was a potent load being brewed in them was making Nox shake. The state of his hand becoming all the sloppier was proof of that; of Axel still having a lot more to give while already letting out so much. Not content to just lick, Nox pressed his muzzle in even closer, opening his mouth to suck on the orbs as well. Starting out with soft and simple suckles, he would form a seal, pulling back and letting them pop from his lips like the cocktip had. Then he would move the other and do the same, licking all over at the same time. And during all of that Nox was jerking Axel’s dick even faster, hearing the thick sloppiness of his spit and his son’s precum being churned into an affective froth. The pleasure was greatly increasing for Axel, having his cock jerked by a hand and at the same time his balls were getting licked and sucked. That heat and wetness that he already felt all over his cock was spreading over his balls as well, sinking into his pelt as it was getting ruffled from the spit. The moans from him and his dad were continuing and the smell of mixed wolverine musk was rising and hanging heavy in the air. Nox’s scent was undoubtedly potent but Axel’s was on another level, pouring into both of their noses, keeping them fully aroused. Not letting up for a second, Nox gave the sack another firm suck, being right in between the pair of churning orbs. His tongue was twirling all over, lapping up the musk that he had missed before. Even with every part of the sack being touched, Axel’s intense scent didn’t lessen. If anything it was increasing as he was growing all the more excited, evident by the way that Axel’s even pants and groans had become much deeper and dominant in tone. In addition to this he could feel the shaft pulsing even harder, precum oozing all over his hand, even slinking over his arm somewhat. It was just so easy to pump away at the huge thing. He was in a similar position, his own cock being absolutely slathered in strong smelling precum. Just as it was easy for him to jerk Axel’s cock, it was also easy for him to stroke himself. Giving himself some more speed and a tighter grip, Nox kept milking out his own fluids, letting them spill thick and freely onto the floor, making an increasing mess that he would have to clean up later. “Not close to blowing yet?” Nox asked when he paused his ball worship and handjob. “I can handle some more,” Axel said, his tone confident but strained. With a nod, Nox rose up and focused his attention on the tip again, easing his hand off after using it to guide the tip back into his mouth. He again started out with rolling his tongue all over to clean away the strong tasting and smelling precum. “Enough with the teasing,” Axel huffed with a smirk. His hand came down, gripping the back of his dad’s head with a surprising amount of strength. Then the smaller male thrust his way into Nox’s throat, taking it upon himself to shove it all down, letting out a deep moan from the instant tightness and greater heat. “Yeah, that’s it!” Axel grunted, biting his lip. “Just take it all in.” Nox groaned from the stuffing of his throat. He handled it much better this time but it was still completely unexpected for his usually soft spoken son to do something like this. He could have taken a moment to dwell on that or he could just bask in the excitement of this new side of his son coming to the surface, along with the chance to inhale more of the other wolverine’s crotch musk directly from its source. His head was pulled back and he let it happen, being guided into performing a blowjob at Axel’s discretion. There was still the freedom to move his tongue however he wanted and he did so, making things even better for Axel. Nox’s moans were easily heard as he reveled in the persisting flavors of precum and sweat that he had missed the first time along with the perspiration that had formed while he was focusing on the balls. That burning heat from deep inside his own body kept Axel producing and it kept him acting, pulling down and pushing back with a gradually increasing pace while thrusting in time with the movements he made his father perform. Nox’s hand was still tending to his own dick, keeping it throbbing and shooting precum that kept making a bigger and muskier mess of the floor, just adding to the haze that was hanging all the heavier around them. Just taking a breath, whether shallow or deep his nose would burn a bit and the room would also spin somewhat, so gnarly and incredible. It kept his cock throbbing hard and Nox gave himself pleasure while putting most of his focus on what the younger male wanted. Since his other hand was free, Nox put it to use by groping and rubbing at Axel’s balls, using the greasy state of the sack to easily stimulate the churning orbs beneath the skin and fur. Just as the older anthro was starting to really get into his ball-playing, a stronger thrust came his way. It was followed by a series of faster pumps that were paired with Axel pulling his mouth down even harder. Doing these at the same time jammed the heated wolverine’s throat-stuffer even farther down, so deep that Axel’s balls were pressed firmly to Nox’s chin. A louder gag than before was wrenched from him, his windpipe had to make more room for the flesh pipe that was so long and thick, still throbbing so strongly and squirting so much pre. Breathing in the sharp stink of wolverine cock and balls while gulping down the rich, hot stuff was just so exhilarating for him. Axel channeled more strength to his hips, thrusting even harder, plunging his ripe, slippery shaft even farther, getting more noises of Nox. It had been a long time since he had been deepthroated another’s cock like this, being pushed down by a strong, rough hand at the same time too. In time with each pump and shove of his head, Nox was further treated to direct wolverine smell, hot and flavorful precum, along with the feeling of those big wet balls slapping into his chin. Keeping his hips moving meant those balls were constantly bouncing against Nox’s muzzle, his cocktip still spurting so much precum, getting it all out while his actual load was brewing, being ready to shoot out at any moment. Nox was taking all of it, still pumping away at his leaking dick, feeling it throbbing against his hand as well. Moaning from the pleasure and excitement that was coursing through him, Nox felt himself getting close as well, ready to shoot his even thicker loads across the already messy floor. His attention was taken away from that when Axel pushed his head down harder, perfectly timed with the next upwards thrust, ending with the pulsing shaft being shoved deep inside of his dad’s esophagus. In time with his next dominant snarl, a piping hot eruption of wolverine cum was blasted into Nox’s throat with enough force to make the older one gag before he started to swallow. Even though he knew that it would come at any time, Nox wasn’t prepared for the amount of cum that his son was still able to shoot at once all while remaining so thick. Shivers were running through him as he felt his own climax getting all the closer. His focus was more on the stream of jizz that needed to be gulped down before it completely flooded his oral passage. Axel was looking down at his father while groaning, feeling that rush of blazing bliss as he felt his dick throbbing hard against the pair of warm wrapped lips. His churning balls were sending his sperm through his huge shaft, arriving at the tip and then firing it out with power. Even while working his throat against the flow, Nox felt his tongue getting absolutely coated and the rest of his mouth being subjected to several heavy and slimy layers. At this point neither of them knew just how many ropes had been spurt. He was just focused on the sensation of his length shooting, the sweat that was coating his body and the rich stink of wolverine that was making his nose wrinkle in a good way. Nox was lost in his own world at the same time, stuck on the taste that was all over his taste buds. It was overly bitter with added tones...a bit savory, tangy, and even a bit sweet as well. He could only guess that was because of Axel’s varied diet, having a taste for just about everything while Nox mostly preferred meat and beer. The more that he got, the better it was becoming and he was glad that his son had such huge nuts that were still pumping the fluid into his muzzle. Just as another batch was flowing down into his stomach, his orgasm struck him and he gushed a huge torrent of searing and smelly cum that was blasting all over the underside and legs of the chair while also pouring into the floor. All the more gooey in consistency and coming out in even greater amounts, the bigger mustelid’s jizz was adding to the mess that was already all over the kitchen floor, making the smell in the room even stronger for the both of them. Axel hardly noticed his dad’s own climax, panting hotly as he continued releasing into his dad’s muzzle, feeding the older male his rich dark colored ball-batter and now it was starting to leak from the corners of Nox’s mouth but he didn’t mind, his eyes lidded and his tone low as he hummed against the swelled and pulsating meat. “Hhnngghh. H-haah!!” Nox voiced as the tip was suddenly tugged from his slick lips. And then the next pulse and streak of jizz came, spurting over Nox’s muzzle, catching his nose, over one of his eyes, and getting sinking into his already musky fur. Nox just too it all head on, still panting as he felt the heat sinking into his pelt and the wetness reached his skin. “Fuck you’re acting like such a slut!” Axel chuckled as he took hold of his own cock, giving it firm and rapid pumps to keep milking out his loads that just kept coming, using his dad’s mouth and body as a dumping ground for his essence, even deliberately aiming to coat Nox’s face, mouth, his nose, his chest, and even inside of his open mouth still. While doing that kept his eyes on the older male that was letting himself be painted and marked, clearly welcoming every drop and added layer, groaning as it slid right over his lolled tongue and down into his gulping throat. He just couldn’t believe the amount of cum that was still coming from the tip, spurting free to further plaster his face, his field of view becoming less and less from the pearly stuff splattering down onto him. What wasn’t already being spurt onto his tongue was then collected by it being run over his muzzle. While Nox was completely dedicated to basking in the stink and flavor of the fresh spunk, Axel was still panting and even starting to feel a bit dizzy from just how much he had been shooting. He just couldn’t stop the pulses and the flow once it started, but what he could control was where it was all going and he was having a lot of fun completely bathing his dad in it all. There was so much at this point that the new layers were just sliding down, getting onto the rest of Nox’s large body, sliding down over his chest and belly, dripping down onto his also shooting cock. Being pushed and pulled between the feeling of his climax and the thrill of being coated like this, Nox just didn’t question it and decided to take what was given to him for however long it would last. After what felt like ages for the both of them, Axel felt the pulses of his cock lessening and the strength in his jets were lessening as well, thinning out until there was nothing left but dribbles. With a seep satisfied sigh, the younger wolverine let go out of his cock, letting it finally flop down over his balls. He was feeling amazing after shooting so much and his balls even looked to be back to the same size they had been before. Nox was still on his knees, reveling in the intense feeling of blowing his load along with the sheer mess that was all over his body. Axel was looking down, feeling nothing short of satisfaction and pride at the state he left his dad in. “Wow, Dad. You’re absolutely covered. I think I could help you with that,” Axel said, speaking vaguely but wearing a smirk as he palmed his still flaccid cock. “And how are you gonna do that?” Nox asked back through the cum that was still coating his lips. “Just hold still, you’re gonna love it,” Axel said. He pointed his cock and coming from the tip wasn’t anymore cum but a fat and dark colored line of piss, striking his dad right between the eyes. First he was used as a means of catching all of his son’s cum and now he was being used as a urinal. Coming out with the same force that water did from a firehose, blasting against his fur. There was so much of it as well, quickly getting his dense pelt soaked even more. Axel had felt that need the moment he finished firing off his plentiful loads and the idea had just come to him. It excited him but even more exciting was being able to act it out, letting his piss rush free all over the other male that kept himself in place, welcoming the flow and the way it struck him, first marking various areas of his face and neck, the rest running down to other parts of his body. The force behind the high-powered pissing was easily spraying away the layers of cum that clung to Nox’s fur. Even if the layers of musky gunk were gone he was still given the sensation of heat and even heavier wetness from the urine sinking into his pelt, getting to his skin all the easier. The scent of it was already rising from his body, reaching his nose and making it wrinkle as he breathed. Getting showered in the hot and strong smelling fluid, coming fresh from his son’s bladder, was of course making Nox feel all the hotter in more ways than one. His body was pulsing and his thick tongue was hanging out as he kept inhaling the rich stink of heat, musk, cum, and now piss. Axel noticed this and made a quick movement, changing the trajectory of his urinating. Nox’s mouth was then flooded with his son’s liquid waste. It was something the older male was unprepared for at first and some of it was leaking from his open muzzle, running from the sides and down his chin as well. Keeping his mouth open, Nox leaned in closer and Axel found the tip sinking past his father’s lips. He shivered as Nox wrapped those same lips around, taking the fluid straight from the tap with a deep sound of enjoyment. He was gulping it all down as soon as it came, feeling his mouth being filled quickly to the point that his cheeks were swelling slightly. The taste was salty with an added tang when it reached the end of his tongue. Swallowing pulled all of that liquid down into his hot feeling stomach. He had to swallow multiple times just to keep up with it all. As soon as he gulped another rush of hot and bitter stuff would take its place. It had been a while since he had drunk someone else’s piss and his son’s brand certainly did not disappoint. While doing this his own cock was starting to swell up a bit all over again. All he could smell and taste was the dark colored fluid’s harshness. Finally the younger mustelid grunted as he pushed out the last of his bladder’s contents, making sure to give his dad every little drop. Then the tip was pulled free and Axel was finally done, sitting back in the chair with a smile on his face. “Is that all, boy?” Nox asked with a challenging tone to his voice. “That’s all I have for now,” Axel admitted, feeling wonderfully drained, his burning from rut being quelled and his sense returning. They were both taking deep breaths of the high reek that surrounded them. The tones of cock, sweat, cum, and piss were striking their senses hard, making them both grunt and snort. With his stomach full, Nox eventually got up and offered to clean up the place while Axel got himself cleaned up in the shower. They would need to head off for work soon. Luckily he was used to big messes and had the tools to get the great mess taken care of. So while Axel was enjoying his shower, Nox was quickly but thoroughly toiling with strong cleaning solutions and specialized utensils and tools that was clearing away the layers of jizz and spills of piss. By the time that Axel came out clean and dressed, the kitchen was in a suitable form, the smell of stinking mess only vaguely hanging in the air. Nox had to do a rush job when it came to getting himself ready, making up for lost time by using towels and wipes to clean up as much as he could for the time being, needing to be on time so he could open up the shop. They would be having a busy day from start to finish… They got there on time and Nox was able to open up. While Axel seemed no different than usual, the others noticed that Nox smelled a lot more than he usually did. While not nearly as strong as it had been at home, the scent clinging to him was still noticeable to everyone else. But Nox was focused on the many tasks at hand and got everyone on track as well. Even Axel had his duties to perform and did so, assisting others with working on the cars that needed to be fixed along with dismantling usable parts from the junk cars that had been brought in. His son seemed to be faring well so far but Nox kept his eyes on him. After what they had done that morning it was hard to go back to acting casually right away. Though he talked about everyone keeping themselves on track it was Nox who was the one distracted, constantly worrying about what his son was doing as he was out of sight. This day had been unexpected from the very beginning. After shooting so much cum to the point that his balls were back to regular size, he was sure that Axel would be just fine from now on. But there was also something within him compelling him to check on his son...