He couldn't stop thinking about it. He really couldn't, not after last time. The time when his descendant took him for a ride and for a reason or two, he wanted to try it again. This time, with himself on top, sinking down slowly on that throbbing meat of his, feeling it pulse inside him until he sat down completely, and ride it without mercy. Yeah, that's it. That's exactly what he'll do right when Miguel comes over later. He can barely wait.

And by barely, I mean King Nacho popping a rather noticeable boner for the majority of his gym routine. The bodybuilders there as fit as him took notice at some point but didn't let it be known the whole time he was there. Except for Ryuken, who did upside-down pullups right next to lockers and got a good look at his other staff that was mere seconds away from slipping out into the open. Though, he never mentioned himself either until the horny mancat came in from behind and gripped it from under his gold kilt, making him jolt and yelp softly.

"Heya, Nachos, whatcha got swaying around down here?" He asked with a chuckle, getting a good feel of Nacho's rod that pulsed in his fingers. "Is it for me?"

He wasn't expecting the blonde but with his mind focused so clearly on Miguel, he wasn't very surprised, nor in the mood despite his wet fur making his skin crawl. "Ryuken, boundaries." He said firmly, letting him half-ass stroke him before swatting his paw away and turning to face him. He was shirtless, again, and his fur was damp with sweat.

"Hehe, sorry, man, you've just about got that ass-breaker of yours hanging out like nobody's business." The feline crossed his arms leaning against the row of lockers. "Think you got one of the guys out there excited, which was me of course."

The brunette canine sighed, going to his personal locker to retrieve his headdress where a few fleshlights and bottles of lube laid carefully hidden behind a row of towels, internally commanding his penis to go away until he got back home. Anytime he'd get an erection working out, which thankfully didn't happen very often, it'd disrupt his workout flow and get him unnecessary attention, so he needed to take care of it as soon as he'd get done. It was almost always empty in the back, save for Ryuken being there when he was, and well...ah, you know how it'd go, knowing him.

But when he wasn't, he worked fast, blew his load, cleaned up, and got back to business like nothing happened. Simple.

"I can see that. Through your pants." The king pointed out, gesturing to the pitching tent in the blonde's trousers. He just laughed, going into his locker (parked right beside his) and taking out his shirt and a water bottle he knew had sake in it, shutting it close.

"Yeah, ironic, isn't it? And besides, I was messing with you about your boner getting me excited and all, even though it did. Is there a reason you're sporting one, though?"

"It's personal," He answered, taking a comb to brush his hair to the side before setting his hat over it. "But you probably know."

A moment of silence. "Is it about the ankle-biter, Miguel?"

"Obviously." The canine scoffed, shooting Ryuken a soft glare for the name, returning one of his own. "You manwhore."

The blonde scoffed at his remark, slipping his yellow vest on over his black-sleeved tye-dye shirt and making his exit. "Whatever, dude. I already know how it's gonna go down with you two anyway."

As if he'd know. He's never seen him get fucked by his own Descendant before, especially in person besides the rough videos he emails him. Nacho shook his head and gathered his belongings, exiting the locker room and the gym, his fantasy of Miguel having returned with a vengeance, as well as his barely contained erection.
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Later on, King Nacho had returned to his home of a palace, heading hastily to his bedroom having got the text from his descendent that he was chilling in there waiting on him. He wasn't one to make people wait when a ruler, especially when it involved getting tail from a rich mistress, a horndog shapeshifter, and/or his own relative. And he made good time even though they didn't mind him coming in past the time they were expecting most of the time.

Whenever his would-be ruler would be there with him or if he was at his place (above a part of his kingdom where he hosted game shows), it rarely ever a hangout of any kind without either of them getting handsy with one another and having it devolve into a full-on fuckfest on the spot. Although, it was pretty much what they'd visit each other for anyway. And it was all after when seeing his own relative look so stunning at adult age (after consuming magic age-up cheese).

Didn't have hair like he did but he didn't dare look away from the grown pup's muscular physique that matched his own, and when the imaginations get too much to keep within one's hand, it sort've got out of hand considering Miguel was halfway past puberty (at about 15) and King Nacho was by himself (save for a few troops and the mummy) until Catterly came over. Mayor Wags compared their relationship to his and said to cool off with it for a while, which worked out well after a few good few months of therapy and withdrawal courses. And of course, doing other people or just sticking to handjobs and such.

Having recalled those memories, King Nacho sighed as he reached his door and opened it to find Miguel, his beloved descendant, sitting there at the foot of his bed with a face that said something to the extent of 'About time' with a soft smirk. His cap sat atop his clothes drawer and by the soft blush coloring his cheeks, he also had a raging boner and the drawstrings holding his shorts up were loosened. He must have been excited to see him as well.

"Yo, King Nacho," He said with that beautifully suave voice of his. "Was wondering when you'd turn up."

Chucking, the ruler approached the canine, his paw already wandering his chest before he was brought into a hug. "I was wondering the same, my boy, because your shorts are a bit looser than before. Were you just about to start without me?" He finished, returning it and nuzzling their cheeks together before he gave it a lick.

"Mmm, oh no, I was just getting ready for you," Miguel responded, rubbing circles all over the ruler's back, his palm gliding gracefully over each part of muscle there and murring when his ears were petted down, his erection beneath his trousers pulsating slightly. When his ancestor pulled back to toy with his pecs and pinch his nipples, he noticed his prick poking through his loincloth. "Plus, you look kind of excited down there." Nacho laughed softly, making him hiss softly by pinching a nipple before straddling him on the bed and cupping his chin, bringing their muzzles close.

"Yes, of thinking about you and your rock-hard cock..." He finished huskily before closing the distance, lips meeting before tongues do with fervor right from the start. The adult pup hums through his snout and holds him by the waist and gropes his rear beneath his loincloth. If that's what he wants, then there's no need for formalities. He squeezed a cheek and the canine murrs in his mouth and fought to explore his mouth and taste it. They make out like that with Miguel holding on tight as he scooted back further on the bed, giving him access to tonguefuck his mouth.

"Mmmhmm~." He moaned when Nacho broke the kiss and the string of saliva connected between them, and went down on his pecs again, kissing and sucking on his nipples, occasionally pinching and pulling on them before letting him go to rest his head on one of the exotic pillows on his bed and go back in again. He rubs down his ears and scratches inside of them to encourage him to do more, earning him a few good bites to both nipples, making him hiss and exhale dreamily.

The king has enough of the canine's pecs and sits up in his lap, leaning back slightly, a silent invitation for him to do the same with a lusty grin. Miguel rises and grabs him by the waist and leans in, taking one nipple in his mouth and swirling it around with his tongue as he rolled the other around with his index finger. He teethed on it and Nacho growls his catchphrase, scratching the back of his head as his cock poked against his stomach, really sending a message that told how turned on he really was. He has never quivered with so much excitement in some time as much as his own cock was in his pants, impatient to be released from its bonds.

"That's it, bite it just like that, do the other one, that's it," He instructed in his descendant's ear, gasping softly from Miguel softly nibbling and licking each bud on his chest, and releasing a shaky exhale when he drew back to rub slow circles around his areola, taking his time as he reached down to further undo his shorts, panting himself. He goes back in to suck on both his nipples again and push his ancestor back some and drag his tongue up from in between his pecs to his chin, prompting the king to grab his shoulders and passionately smash their lips together as he pushed him down on the bed.

"Mmm..." Miguel moaned as their tongues flared to life and coiled within one another, sharing the saliva they oozed, and taking turns exploring domains before their owners pulled apart, panting, hazed hazel-grey pupils staring deep into brown ones that share the same message. King Nacho licked him in the face a few times before sitting up on his burly chest, undoing the sash holding his loincloth up and tossing it to the side, revealing to Miguel his canine glory in the form of 8.5 full inches and balls churning with cum.

"You like, Miguel?" He questioned with his baritone voice breathy and husky, taking his length and smacking it on his chest with him licking his lips.

"Oh yeah," He answered. "Now, I wanna see what you got in the back."

"With pleasure~." And with that, King Nacho turns around, swinging his leg over to the other side of him and settling down, showing his descendant his firm but curvaceous-looking ass with a nice tasty hole in between. He backs up to let him get a better look before getting at his shorts and undoing the rest of it before sliding it down to his ankles, finally releasing his dick from its binds. He didn't wear any underwear but it wasn't his concern with his boy's girth displayed right before his eyes. Half an inch shorter than his but just as thick as his own. He leaned in to take a whiff out of it when Miguel did the same, leaning up and sticking his snout in his asshole, giving it a nice long sniff.

"Ooh, mmm..." Nacho hummed, jolting from the sudden sensation and looking back with a grin at the grown pup smelling him like his. "Smell good back there?"

He answered that question with a nod of his head and a lust-filled grin. With them both exposed, they held nothing back. Once Miguel had spread his ass and went in, sliding his tongue up and down his ancestor's hole while squeezing his ballsack, Nacho gasped and started dragging his tongue all around his length in return, wasting no time and hungrily slurping every bit of his shaft that he could reach. He moaned desperately, swirling his slobbery tongue around the tip with the canine below him licking his entrance harder, moaning himself.

When he felt his tongue swirl around it, he gave his cock one last lick before swallowing his cock and bobbing his head up and down rapidly, never taking the time to go slowly, he had been dreaming of this moment all week and it was finally coming true. He wanted to ride his hunk of a chihuahua and he wasn't big on waiting to do so. He swallowed all 7 inches of him, his tongue coming into play to go around the head and prod at the urethra in the middle, feeling the grown pup eating him out shiver and rim him loose with more vigor.

"Mmph," Miguel let out, drawing back and groaning from his ancestor's mouth expertly working his cock whilst greedily swallowing it up and deepthroating it with a vengeance. "F-fuck..." He took two fingers and stuck them into his gaping hole, pumping them and changing speed every 4 thrusts. He bit his lip from the pleasure he received, curling his fingers and scissoring them within him, feeling the resistance in his ass give little by little.

"Oh yeah..." He drew out in a moan, his actions intensifying the ruler's fellatio making him just lay down and let it happen. His two fingers still pumping inside him go harder when King Nacho deepthroated him and stayed that way, rolling his balls around and rubbing his asshole, softly groaning his name in bliss.

"Mmmr!" Nacho growled in return as he then started sucking his descendant deep, his dicktip poking the back of his throat every time he took down all 8 inches of it. a loud smack fills the air and the canine on his dick lets out a surprised sound, slowing down. He heard Miguel chuckle before he pulled on his tail and smacked his rear again, harder. "Mmhm." Another strike and he sucked harder, then stopped, earning his ass another couple of smacks before going back to deepthroating him all over.

"Fuck yeah," The grown pup mumbled heatedly, hitting him once more before diving back into his asshole, slobbering all in it and flicking his way in, determined to tonguefuck his ancestor before he sat on his cock and rode him to his heart's content. He wanted it, he'll have it. And not just because of lust but of a kind of love that they share with one another every day. Something that'll really bring them closer than they were in the past.

He manages to get in and slobber his inner wall muscles just as Nacho got started on stroking his shaft while sucking on the head. The one thing that finishes him off and the pressure was already building high. He pulled his tongue out, panting and moaning, rapidly tapping his thigh to warn him of his incoming climax. The ruler slows down and releases him, panting and murring deeply with his tail swinging in the air. Now for the main event, and he's going to have lots of fun doing it. He gives Miguel's length one more kiss before turning back around to face him, his maw slick with spit and curved upward into a grin Miguel nearly came staring at.

They both shared a love-filled look as King Nacho raises up, taking his cock and positioning it over his well-rimmed hole, that predatory grin making the grown pup bite his lip while he placed his arms underneath his head, watching him lower himself down to where the head prodded gently at his hole.

"You ready to take me like this, baby?" He asked, pausing just mere moments from penetration, waiting for his descendant's answer. This was it, the moment he had wanted for so long. At last. "I hope so."

"Yes..." Was all the confirmation that he needed right there. In one motion, the canine sinks down onto the girth, sighing heavily from it just effortlessly sliding in all the way with Miguel grunting at the tightness that gripped him all around, his teeth gritting slightly before the pleasure came in. "Ahh."

"King Nacho likes!" He snarled, planting both paws on his chest and rising up before slamming back down in his lap, sending his cock back inside to the hilt and hitting his sweet spot, making him briefly see stars before going again and again. Miguel laid there, watching his ancestor ride him with a smile, humming and occasionally throwing his hips up against him every time he came down, amplifying the pleasure. As he moaned with him, he recalled doing the same thing a while back.

He was on top of the ruler, bouncing in his lap while he laid there relaxed, enjoying every moment of watching his relative take his cock like this, letting him take control for a time before bringing him close with him both cumming on the spot He remembered that night like it happened yesterday and smiled, knowing he was returning the favor, as he always would. It aroused him to no end seeing the ruler's face twist with pleasure from being railed by him on occasion and him taking it in his lap was no different.

By then, he started to moan louder as he started moving his hips more often against the canine coming down on it who moaned with him, meeting his moving hips with more force as he started to slow down and let him do the honors in pounding him with his cock tapping on his rigid stomach, leaving pre behind. It twitched and shot a rope of pre when Miguel suddenly thrusted up and hit his prostate, eliciting a guttural groan out of him before doing it again, each accurate strike to the spot driving the ruler crazy.

"Give it to me, Miguel, keep doing that," He moaned, bouncing faster in his lap and letting out a couple of shameless noises to encourage him. He closed his eyes and released a breathy moan, moving his hips at the same pace as him, and as hard, his balls meeting his rear echoing in the room that mixed in with their sounds of pleasure. "Yes... oh, you feel so big inside of me..." He went on, never stopping even with Miguel still thrusting, unable to keep the rhythm going from his spot getting hit so much.

"I know. That's why you're enjoying it so much." He retorted, one eye opened to watch him roll his head back and let out a voluminous cry of pleasure, his voice going up two pitches as his cock couldn't take anymore from his sweet spot getting struck repeatedly and emptied all over his broad chest, staining it white with his seed.

"Oh, M-Miguel! So good- mmmrrrgh!" He groaned, never wanting this feeling of bliss to end while grinding on his descendant who began to take hold of his hips and throw them up into him, working to speed up to him as he panted. His throbbing cock going deeper and harder into his ass, never letting up. He grits his teeth in the midst of it, forcing more of Nacho's cum out all over his torso as his orgasm crept closer than last time, showing in his shaky moans that intermingled with the ruler's half-feminine groans.

"Almost..there!" He grunted with the canine above him leaning back to grip his legs and allow Miguel the reins to fuck him with as much freedom as he wanted. "Gonna burst!"

"Nngha, do it for me, boy...do it for King Nacho...cuh- ohh- cum in me!" He struggled to get out through the eye-rolling pleasure, feeling his relative pulse more, nearing his orgasm. Miguel held on tighter, his claws digging into the canine's hips nearly enough to draw blood, and threw his hips up hard and rough- as many times as he could manage before he went over the edge and slowed. His mouth opened and a cumcry cut off into a choke came out as he held Nacho down and blew his load inside of him, filling him up with each pump from his balls that emptied through his cock. His claws shed some blood from how hard he gripped his hips with him groaning roughly and letting out a loud howl.

He followed suit, their call carrying to the heavens and beyond until it died down and the king fell forward onto Miguel's chest, splattering his own mess onto himself but he was too drained to care anymore. The grown pup laid back down on the bed with him in his arms, exhausted out of his mind. The cool air breezing at their sweaty bodies while laying with each other, drenched in cum and reeking it with Nacho quivering in his grasp and panting shakily still.

Miguel didn't notice it until he had fully regained his breath and felt some of the vibrations he gave off and chuckled tiredly. It must've been a good fuck for him to be shivering that badly on him like that.

"You're shaking a lot, was it that good?" He asked, moving a paw up to remove his ancestor's hat and place it to the side before ruffling his chestnut hair and stroking his ears. "Huh?" The ruler resting on his chest doesn't answer but instead murrs peacefully, nuzzling deeper and dozing off.

"Yeah, it was. Love you, King Nacho," He only got a huff in return before he gave his forehead a kiss and pat his back, enjoying the blissful silence before he dozed off himself. He didn't see this all coming but damn if it wasn't good.