"Stumbling in on me jerking off? Don't you think that's a bit cleich, Nicole?" the pink rabbit said to his blue cat wife, quite bummed out. "It's pronounced "cliche" Richard. You said we were going to try roleplaying again, and I don't want to say you can't handle anything else but... let's just stick to this okay?"  
        The last three attempts at roleplaying didn't end too well. The first ending in Richard returning to the pizza place which he didn't work for, sobbing about how he forgot the pizzas. The second ending in a 2,000 dollar bill for a bulldozer after a failed pool installation attempt, and the last was... well let's just say it ended in sirens and a tazer.  
        "You're lucky you're getting this at all, Richard. You've really let yourself go. I try to keep MY self in shape at least, so let's just enjoy this, okay?" Richard looked a little hurt by the comment, but it's nothing he wasn't already well aware of and accepted. He knew he was lucky, so he spun his mood around real quick and gave Nicole a smile. "Okay honey, sorry, we'll just have fun." Nicole smiled right back and started to walk out, right before she reached the door she looks over her shoulder and says "Get your clothes off and pop the tape into the VCR and get yourself warmed up, I'll be right back in."  
        She leaves the room into the hallway, and almost immediately is greeted by a nonchalant "Hey mom." Her ears perk straight up, her tail stands on end and she almost literally jumped. She looked down to see her 12 year old son. "Gumball! What the?! Why aren't you in school?!" she says, barely choking the words out in her panic as she shifts in front of her bedroom door. He doesn't even look at her. He yawns and rubs his eyes sleepily, it being 2pm and just gotten up. "Mom, it's Saturday?" 
        "Well why aren't you doing sports or at a school club or.. something?" she says, as if convincing him he shouldn't be there will make the whole situation change. The small blue cat chuckles, not able to believe what just came out of his mother's mouth. "You're kidding right? Besides clubs got out an hour ago." Her eyes go wide as she remembered she had set her phone on silent before her and Richard started to get romantic. She immediately pulls it out and checks it. 27 missed calls. "Gumball I need to go and pick up your siblings right now, don't get into any trouble while I'm gone." Gumball dismissively mumbles "Okay." and asks "Hey where's the TV remote?" Without realizing what she's even saying, she goes "I don't know ask your father." as she grabs her keys and runs out the door.  
        Gumball lets out a long sigh and drags himself off the couch, he trots right back down the hall and opens his parents' room door. He immediately hears his dad awkwardly blurt out in a sing-song voice "Oh my~ look what you caught me doing! You at least like what you see?" Gumball couldn't even process what he was looking at, His father, facing away from him, naked, watching some hardcore porn, rock hard and pumping his meat. Gumball wasn't naive to this sorta thing. He goes to a public school after all! He is fully aware of what he just walked in on... but he wasn't sure WHY.  
        Why the hell was he horny? This was making him horny! I mean, he knew eyeing the boys in the locker room would get him rather worked up, but his own FATHER?! Gumball didn't know how to respond, but I guess any boy in the brink of puberty can't exactly back away from a sexual situation that is pleasing to the eye.  How "wrong" it is registers, but it is quickly thrown to the back of his mind as he responds "Yes..?" He barely squeezed the word out, his throat felt like it was tightening, and he said it in a high pitched voice he'd never heard come from him before. Apparently it was girlish enough to make Richard think it was Nicole, because he responds in an unbelievable almost forced manner "Then why not come and help, hm?"  
        He still is in disbelief over this whole situation, but he just approached his father and looked over his shoulder. Holy shit, he was HUGE. Well, not long, but he was thick.  He is screaming in his head "Just grab it. Just grab it. Don't think, when has thinking EVER helped?" In one swift motion he just closes his eyes and reaches out, grabbing a firm hold of his old man's meat and stroking it without thought or hesitation.  Richard lets out a long sigh of relief, "Oh Nicole, your tiny little hand knows just where to ru-... tiny little hand?" He looks over his shoulder at a nervously grinning Gumball, who can only manage to say a casual "Yo."  
        Richard jumps back and rolls over the bed and falls onto the floor, the thud knocking the television off the stand, the screen turning to static as it hits the ground. "WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING MISTER!" He says, standing up, furious. He points at the television "YOU MADE ME BREAK THE T.V." Gumball just looks up at him, perplexed. He kinda eyes his dad's junk and clears his throat expectantly. Richard looks down at himself and back at Gumball "O-oh, yeah! And why did you try to give your dad a handjob?!"  
        "Because you told me to...?" he says, shrugging and becoming obviously more nervous. "I am pretty sure I did NOT!" his dad responds angrily. Gumball desperately protests "B-but you DID!" His father's anger fades immediately and he smiles "Oh okay then. I don't remember a lot of stuff. Hah! But really you shouldn't do that. Nicole says I'm supposed to only let HER touch me there! We both know what happens when we disobey your mother."  Phew, Gumball is glad his dad's stupidity and inability to grasp situations even extended to the bedroom... seems like he dodged a bullet here. Perhaps.. just maybe... he could use that to his advantage right now.  "Yeah we were both grounded for a month... but you know what ALSO happened last time we disobeyed mom? We made the one guy at the ice cream parlor so mad and was so rude we got FREE ICE CREAM."  
        The fat rabbit taps his chin, thinking very hard about this concept. "So.. if you mean what I think you mean.. if you give me a handjob right now we'll get free ice cream?" Gumball, just grins and shrugs "Iunno!" His father's face becomes intense and he slams his fist in his palm. "That's good enough for me. Let's do this!" He sits back on the bed, spreading his legs and exposing his still hard length. Oh god, it's got a bit of pre trickling down it now. Gumball couldn't help himself but to dive right in. The moment his hand starts pumping that thick, hot manhood his dad throws his head back and closes his eyes. It doesn't take long for his breathing to pick up and for him to instinctively push up into his son's strokes.  
        Gumball takes it to the next level the moment he sees his father's eyes drift back and close. Before he can protest he dives in and drags his tongue up the bottom of his dad's length, lapping up that glistening dab of pre and sucking on his dad's throbbing tip. He could hear his dad gasp, but  he needed to open his mouth so wide to fit it in that he couldn't look up to savor what sorta reaction he may've had. A shame, but a small price to pay! He feels his dad's hand grab the back of his head, and scared of being stopped he starts swirling his tongue against his dad's tip in his mouth. He felt the hand grab the back of his head, and all he could think is "Well this is it, at least I got to taste." but to his surprise.. it.. it pushed down! He wanted more! He took this opportunity and tried to fit as much as he could in. (Admittedly it wasn't much more.) He went crazy with his tongue to compensate,  
        He is almost drenched in sweat between how horny and nervous he was. He uses his free hands to strip off his pants and underwear while he keeps sucking. Making sure the bring one hand right back up when he's done with his own business, cradling Richard's huge orbs in his hand while he jerks himself with the other. He feels his dad become nearly limp, all hesitance gone.  He finally pulls his cock out of his mouth and looks up at his dad. Who at this point has his head resting against the backboard and eyes just staring down at Gumball, a warm smile on his face. Gumball cocks his head and gives Richard the trademark cute kitten face. "Mind if I try something, daddy?" He says in the most adorable voice he can. Richard chuckles and goes "I dropped pretty much all reservations about this the moment you started licking so you don't have to act cute. " 
        Gumball's face immediately returns to normal and he goes "Phew, thank god." before casually tossing his shirt aside, making sure he's completely nude before he crawls overtop his father and starts pushing his rear down on his slobbery tip. To his surprise, Richard grabs his hips and starts pushing down with him.  Now, Gumball had experimented plenty with putting things up there, but holy shit the pain that shot through him is immeasurable. He almost pulled off but his dad overpowered him, pushing him down past half way.  Gumball has tears well up in his eyes and he lets out a pathetic "Eep!"  He could feel his dad's pulse against his ring, his ass felt like it was on fire. But once that cock passed a certain point, a sensation overcame him. That prostate was getting pushed harder than the A button in Shenmue 2 arm wrestling.  His cock became ultra sensitive, the cool air of the room brush against it was almost enough to make him cum right then and there, that shaft in him making him feel like every moment he was on the verge of orgasm. 
        Overcome by this painful ecstasy, Gumball hadn't even noticed his dad was already putting his son's elasticity to the test, ramming in and out of him, nearing the base every time. Gumball wasn't even aware of what noises he was making, what he looked like, it was just that feeling clouding his mind. He couldn't hear, could barely see, his senses were overpowered. It's like his life centered around that pressure in him.  The room to him was in a perfect silence, when in reality Gumball was practically screaming between his moans,  and the slap of his dad's balls against his ass could only be described as deafening.  
        Gumball's not sure how long that went on for, time was lost to him. It had to be less than an hour and 15 minutes that it takes to get to the school and back though. But it felt like an instant. It was too much for the little guy. To Richard? All he wanted is for it to never end. He's never felt something so tight, so warm. Better than his wife in all counts. The sounds of the room just fed his lust. Just that pure lust overcoming him with one of the few people in the world who he can honestly say he loves.  Gumball distinctly felt his rear get slammed and filled with warmth at least twice.  Oafter a brief pause his dad was right back at it.  It was only in these moments during the whole ordeal could he think clearly enough to take in everything happening. The little streams of thin cum he had shot on his dad's belly. The pain of his rear, the wobbling of his legs, the thick stench of sweat and cum... these two brief moments of clarity broken up by pure heaven as he is split wide open.  
        After the third time, it didn't take Richard long to fall asleep, the idiot audibly snoring, still balls deep in his son with a fresh load sloshing around in his innards.  Gumball poked at his dad, breathing heavily, not able to gather the energy for any words. He is convinced there is no way he's getting that bunny to wake up. He clumsily works himself off his dad, his father's seed flowing and squirting out of his ass as his dick slips out. drenching his Richard's genitals.  His legs are shaking as he barely is able to walk over to the nightstand. He grabs a tissue box and wipes up some of the cum with some tissues, crumples them, and throws em on the floor, staging the whole thing as an intense masturbation session.  
	He grabs his clothes and wobbles into the bathroom, exhausted, getting into the shower and just leaning against the wall. He turns the faucet and lets the hot water flow all over him. He's too tired to mess with the temperature.  He still hadn't caught his damn breath. He closed his eyes and drifted in and out of consciousness as the warm water flowed over him and relaxed every muscle.  Oddly enough, he wasn't ashamed, wasn't worried. I mean, it was his dad, but that was possibly the best thing he has ever gotten out of his system. He heard the thud of a car door outside and the chuckling of his sister. He rolled his eyes and turned off the water. Now it's time to pretend nothing happened. He slapped his face and trotted in place a little in the shower. He stepped out, dried himself off, and looked at himself in the mirror. "Alright Gumball, now just go about it like any other day."

The End