He's been thinking about this all day ever since Miguel came over. Lady Catterly had given him a nice pair of Egyptian-themed cuffs for Mythmas last year (after a good three rounds of getting it on with the Mayors involved) amongst many other things and loved them all along with her. When the dogs were alone in his room in his mostly empty palace this afternoon, he decided upon trying one of them out, which were the cuffs that were solid gold in color (but not material), and had his name engraved in hieroglyphical letters- if animals and weird symbols counted.

Both dogs were nude, with King Nacho pressed up behind Miguel, who shivered in excitement with his wrists cuffed together and his mostly unsheathed cock bobbing slightly in the air. The latter licked at the back of his head, a paw on one shoulder and another fondling his tail and his buttocks. His cock was stuck perfectly in between his supple asscheeks that quivered slightly with Miguel moving his hips around to tease him a little, gaining a small gasp out of him.

When he chuckled, he leaned his head back and nuzzled into his ancestor's neck, murring comfortably. "Mmm, you feel so hard in between my ass down there, you know that? Plus, these look awesome, did Catterly make these for you personally?" He complimented confidently, feeling the length he made glide up and down his rear pulse before Nacho went and licked one of his ears, leaving behind slobber before sucking on the tip.

"She has, along with the other six I've got in the drawer," He responded, thrusting gently against the canine. "It is the first time I've used any kind of bondage on you, my boy, you won't feel uncomfortable with them on, will you?"

"I'll be fine, babe," Miguel assured, his hardness growing harder with each breath getting huskier from the anticipation of what's going to happen next. "Thought I made it clear anytime we did something new."

"Just making sure, my love," He squats down and reaches in between his legs, grabbing his entire package firmly. The canine squeaked and took the message to get down on the ground on his knees. Nacho strokes his length as he did, biting his lip when he took his time lowering on one knee before lowering the other, now completely on his knees.

Just the way he likes it.

"Good boy." Then, he takes him by his side with his paw still on both genitals and forces him down on his face on the floor with a resounding plop. Miguel made a small 'oof' noise when he fell on the side of his face, whining softly before quickly getting into position, spreading his legs wide, arching his back, and making sure his cuffed arms laid lax beneath his torso before humming and closing his eyes. His tail wagged vigorously in front of the ruler, who licked his lips, all too eager to plow his descendant like this.

He ran his paws along his back, fingers sifting through the rigid vastness of blue conditioned fur that was more vibrant than his but had his exact softness, giving it long gentle scratches with Miguel letting out noises of relaxation and shivering from his ancestor's touch before he felt his tender paws wander down to his rear, where he started to knead and squeeze both cheeks. Getting a nice feel of them like the other times before and cupping the undercurves. He does just that and Miguel murrs louder, his tail wagging more fiercely to where it'd be a weapon, and the ruler's grin grows.

"You like, don't you?" He chuckled, grabbing both cheeks and spreading them wide with just his thumbs, gaining a loud exhale from Miguel, who then bit his lip and hissed at the sensation of his ancestor's hot breath puffing against his exposed asshole that correlated a form of response he received as a yes. "Yes, you do."

His slobbery tongue meets his asshole and is already working vigorously on stretching it open using that and nothing else. His descendant gasped and inhaled sharply as he tried but failed to move back against his tongue working his hole, only to just lay there and let it go on at his own pace. He very nearly cried out when King Nacho gave his length a nice squeeze and stroked it firmly that way while sucking on his drooping balls but just exhaled harshly, muttering a hot curse until he unlatched from them and dived back into his ass.

He didn't stop until he had breached the muscle ring that had long since welcomed his presence. And coated as much of his loose walls with more slobber than he had produced in a while. When it was shiny and bubbly with saliva, King Nacho rose and stepped over Miguel with his paws still on his spread ass, and squatted, mounting him. His stiffness and balls dangling about before he maneuvers it to Miguel's hole and presses down, a few inches of his cock sinking in nice, slow, and smoothly with no sense of discomfort.

"A-ah..." He let out airily, feeling his ancestor thrust experimentally a few times before taking longer strokes with more of his length going in until their balls met. "N-Nacho... ungh..." He then lays lax on the floor, his cock swinging from the movement of getting fucked passionately by King Nacho, dripping more pre and throbbing. He focused on feeling his glorious cock and nothing more, letting himself get lost in the pleasure and its waves overtake him.

He moaned louder when Nacho's thrusts grew firmer and the sounds of their balls meeting become audible. His grunts sounded off as he dipped into his descendent in his most favorite position with purpose, making sure he doesn't do too much and hurt him, but instead, making sure he enjoyed it as much as he could. He seethed through his teeth at the distantly tight, but wet and smooth sensation of his inner walls welcoming his cock by stroking it so graciously as he did them.

At some point, he gasped quietly when Miguel decides to clench on him and wiggle his butt around to mess with him. He didn't stop the occasional times he did but appreciated the notion so far."You feel so good clenching on me like this. I cannot say that enough." He murmured, taking one paw from his rear and giving it a firm swat, chuckling at the delicious yelp his relative made below him. He reaffirms his grip and continues on, his gradually hardening thrusts letting out resounding squelch sounds the faster he went, prompting the canine to groan and push back against him.

"Just like that,"

He meets his incoming rear with the same force, their balls connecting getting louder amongst Miguel's sounds of sheer bliss. To add more to the pattern that was set up, King Nacho slowed down in the midst of his swift thrusts and let him push back against his cock going into him at the previous pace he slowed from himself, again feeling those slick inner walls take him in and drawing a groan out of him. He does it some more, relinquishing in pleasing his ancestor this way while getting the most out of it, letting out a long sigh as his meat dangling in between his legs pulse more. The ruler swore softly and thrusted harder a short while later, going all the way down to the hilt where only his sheath remained.

He hit his prostate once he had done that, he figured when hearing the grown pup positioned to his liking cry out and stain the floor with his seed. He leaned down more to where he was completely over him, both paws planted on his shoulder while his hind ones stood on tip-toes, amplifying his thrusts going balls-deep, further drawing Miguel's orgasmic wail that was music to his ears. "I have you right where I want you now." He growled out, never letting up on bottoming out his descendant who couldn't do anything else but let it go on.

"Fuck, baby, ju...just don't stop, ngh..." Was all Miguel could muster through that glorious cock railing him in this beautiful position. No matter how many times it slides into his awaiting ass, he could never get enough of it, even if it was from the other canines they work out with most of the time. He pants heavily and moves a cuffed paw to palm his still erect cock that felt close to releasing more cum and tug on it, getting out more cum with his ancestor moving into him from above.

Unfortunately, he doesn't get enough time to fully enjoy the change in this position with his prostate getting struck more times than before when King Nacho started to piston harder and harder, his balls throbbing as it collides harder with his descendant's. His maw stuck open, breathy moans leaving it as he goes balls-deep with more force, milking more ecstasy out of Miguel before later, his teeth grit at the moment the pressure in his balls became too much to last through.

He buries his cock as far as it can go before he lets loose with a growly moan and empties all he had in his churning balls inside the canine, who took it all with grace, whining and gasping with an open-mouthed smile, his tongue flopping out on the floor as he cums again, adding to the puddle he made earlier. Warmth flooded his rear instantly and Nacho stays that way until he couldn't pump out another drop and slowly pulled out until the tip came with a slimy pop. "Ooh, King Nacho likes~."

His fluids flow from Miguel's gaped anus in thick, white globs down to his balls and beyond as he sat back, watching with a tired smile. Miguel laid there in that same position, panting as he recovered, his tail limp on his back that was matted with sweat, chuckling weakly.

"That was fun, my boy, did you enjoy it?" Nacho asked before scooting closer to lean in, sucking up his release from his hole and lick up the rest that trailed down his balls to his cock that was retreating back into his sheath.

"Mmhmm" He hummed, sighing from his ancestor caring for him and cleaning up the mess. He was so taking one of those cuffs home later.