"Hehehe..." Little Cato chuckled mischievously as he stood in front of the window next to his room, pulling his pants down. "Time to moon the whole universe."

He wouldn't be doing something as unorthodox and silly as this simply because he was bored, he'd be doing it for the hell of it. And also to show whatever saw his little imprint what he really thought about them and their superiority. And also to show what a raunchy little thing he was and could be. He's done it many times before without getting caught during his time with the Lord Commander. Hah, the things that spewed from that raisin's mouth seeing his butt print smushed all over the expensive midget-carved glass. Good times- if it weren't shitty.

He gets his trousers to his knees and turns around, backing up towards the window with his tail flickering until the sweet sensation of ass on glass made the boy trill and bite his lip. It was durable enough that he could back up some more and squish his rear flatter on the glass without worrying about cracking it. When he stopped, he stayed that way, loving the lukewarm feel of the glass on his tailhole, and tried moving his hips around for good measure until he stuck getting off. He tried a few times with effort until he came off the glass with a nice little pop he hoped nobody heard.

As he was pulling his pants up, he turned and examined his handiwork, which had an entire outline his own rump blemished and smushed with perfect quality. He finds his balls had gotten plastered on there with, giving the mark he left a good addition. He whistled, his paws on his hips as he admired his own brand of 'art'. "Not bad, Little Cato, not bad."

"You can say that again, buddy," A baritone voice purred right from behind him.

He couldn't have anticipated his own father sneaking up on him. Not even if he had saw him coming or if he had the faintest idea. But nonetheless, the kit was unprepared for the veal Ventrexian to suddenly pop in unannounced when he spun around, yowling in surprise when he's barely got his pants up to his waist and jumping, his tail shooting straight out the same way. He was certain he was out exploring or asleep at least. Plus, that smug look suggested he had been right behind him when he got off the window but how did he not sense him there in there few seconds? fuck, his heart's pounding.

Avocato laughed, taking nearly giving the boy a heart attack as comedy. "Surprise, son."

He was not so amused in return. "Jeez, Dad, you almost gave me a heart attack!" He complained, gripping his chest and breathing deeply to calm himself down as he felt himself slip out- did getting snuck up on get him hard or something? It's like just being in his dad's presence is enough to light a fire in him. A-a fire of horniness at that.

"Sorry about that, I just wanted to check up on you- and the portrait you put up." His father said, getting down on one knee to rub circles around the frazzled kit's back as he studied the butt smear on the window, really giving him a good look on what his tush looked like from behind. "Nicely done, bud."

Calming down now, Little Cato purred at the way he pat his back, his tail swishing softly. "Thanks, wanted to give a big fat 'eff you' to all the dicks out there who think themselves superior to us." And he looked back at it, he remembered his balls becoming a part of it and his cheeks burned. "With a side of nuts."

"Great, Great." His father spoke, admiring the artistic piece before remembering what he came to him for and hoisted him up with one arm and hugging him close. The hug followed up with Little Cato drawing back and sifting a paw on his cheek, edging closer to where their lips almost met. He closes the distance and their tongues meet shortly after. That didn't take long, did he know the drill or is he this excited to see him? Whatever the reason, he was all too glad to receive the attention and return it twice as potent with him tonguing the orange kit's mouth as he gripped his still exposed buttocks and carried him to the room.

Biskit was in there on the bed, rolling around in it when he looked up to see the two come in in the midst of making out. "Wow, you two really are an item!" He proclaimed rather loudly, his striped tail wagging.

The two part and Little Cato smirks looking down at him. "You know it, dude, but you haven't seen how close we really are. Wanna show him, dad?"

"Absolutely, baby. But, are you sure you want him to watch?" Avocato confirmed, then questioned, giving the energetic sub-Ventrexian a quizzical look. He's heard from him about the boy fucking his brains out just recently and was touching up with him about the details and how it happened up until he heard a suction pop and went out to see his son printing his own ass on the glass. Plus, Biskit didn't look like the kind of cat to keep secrets, much less be quiet, but the Lucky Pierre thing Gary was going on about one card game came to mind.

"Yeah, Dad, he should be cool with it." The tangerine kit answered, his tail swishing and his lower bits tingling from the memory of making the tinier kitten scream in the tech room. "Right, Biskit?"

With an excited rawr, the little Tiger-Tiger bounced up and down in joy as the kit was set down with the teal feline chucking and peppering his cheek down to his neck in kisses with the latter laughing. "Guess that means yes, huh?"

And with that, Little Cato was put on all fours, facing the techie who was fidgeting with his pants as his with his skirt was pulled down, re-exposing his bare rump to his father. He rubbed his vibrating chest from beneath his shirt as he licked and kissed the back of his head and pat down his ears, the purrs coming from the tangerinette like music to his ears. He recognized the Tiger-Tiger get the lower half of his suit down and work on his sheath and smirked. A little audience wouldn't hurt, at least if it was Gary in here. Eh, he could live without the blonde hair for a while.

As he went down to suck on his neck, he tenderly gropes and squeezes his soft rump, periodically running his fingers across his hole that felt nearly loose and a little more widened than before, hearing the boy moan and push back against his paw. He hooks his fingers under his shirt and pull up once he released from his neck, leaving a remarkable hickey behind amongst the rest that had most likely faded away by now. Little Cato helps get his shirt off before his father places his paw on his head and pushes his face down into the bed gently.

"Stay like that, baby, I wanna enjoy this," Avocato growled softly before going to kiss slowly down his orange back, taking his time to groom the area and scratch his son's sides the further down he went, giggling deeply at his tail tapping against his chest as he bounced his rear against him, obviously desperate for his tongue to ravish him, but he'll get there soon. 

Meanwhile, Biskit was going at it jerking off with both gloveless paws as he watched the teal Ventrexian kiss and groom all over the mostly bare orange one who sighed and mewled his dad's name occasionally. They may not have gotten to the good part but the eccentric kitty wasn't one to wait for long and he lasted long working himself fast and furious. He stared intently at the kid who now took a little more interest in him than what his dad was about to do.

"You want this, huh?" Biskit panted, holding his length with one paw and stroked with the other, his amber eyes narrowed on the boy who licked his lips. "Do ya?"

"Mmhm," He nodded, his mouth parting with his tongue out, awaiting the taste of sweet Tiger-Tiger cock...Not!

Without further ado, the tinier kit scooted closer and to Little Cato's surprise, swung around and presented his ass instead, his little tail wagging with his hole spread and inviting. "Or maybe you want my butt instead?"

A little offended at the denial of dick but still horny, the kit wasted no time in grabbing his ass and planting his face into it, getting to work with his tongue, forcing a low and sensual "Raaaaawr~." out of him. When he did, Avocato saw while grooming up and down his son's tail, and slithered back down towards his tailhole, sucking and licking the puckered hole with the kit jolting slightly against his mouth.

"Mmhm..." He hummed, releasing from his hole with a pop before dragging his rough tongue up his hole and gripping his tail at the base to enhance the rimjob and deepen it as well. The kit let himself relax to his father eating his ass loose as he did the same to Biskit, drilling his tongue deep into the beige cat's anus, swirling it around as he squeezed his nuts and rolled them around in his paw. He hissed and pushed back to get more of the boy's tongue as he stroked off still, biting his lip and focusing every ounce of his being into feeling that tongue loosen him up.

"You're goin' great, kid, just keep rimming me like that," He purred, moaning when he acknowledged his praise by giving his rear a quick swat, his tail twitching from the impact as sounds of both kittens getting eaten out fill the room alongside their pleasured noises. When both Ventrexians are fully rimmed and loose for penetration, Avocato straightens up, humming from the taste of his son fresh on his tongue, and undoes his forest green pants, pulling down them down to let his erect cock breath and bounce in the air, slick with precum.

Little Cato gets done too and grabs the Tiger-Tiger's waist, pulling him closer and prodding his partially gaped hole with his hardness while his father does the same from behind.

"Think you can me and Biskit at once, son? This is the first time we did something like this." He asked, wanting to be sure the two were properly lined up. 

"Of course I can," His son answered, already pushing into the kitten who let out a warbled sound. "I've always liked to fuck while getting fucked, don'tcha think?"

"If you say so." He shrugged before taking his cock and pushing into the moving boy, joining in on the fun. The boy sighed, pulling the moaning techie down on his dick as his father pushed into him, amplifying the feeling.

"Ah, yeah..." He breathed, thrusting into Biskit when Avocato pushed in again, taking a few tries to fully set the rhythm and let him do the rest. They start off slow to test the waters, Avocato's deep thrusts pushing the tangerinette into Biskit, who took greater pleasure in it from taking the added brunt of the kit's cock by trilling louder and jerking himself harder. The teen in between wasn't as loud but he shakily moaned with each slow but heavenly push from his father that sent his cock into the techie.

The sensation of going balls-deep in a loose hole mixed with getting it the same way was exhilarating and amazing. Oh, so amazing. When Avocato picked up the pace, more pleasured sounds worked their way from his paw as Biskit now started backing up into him whenever the teal Ventrexian thrusted him forward, making him groan softly and give that little ass another swat, earning him a squeal in return. He didn't admit this sooner but he sometimes would sound like a chew toy when getting spanked during intercourse.

"You like that?" He purred, watching the horny Sub-Ventrexian's tail wag faster. The flustered look he gave him with the nod earned him another swat followed by the boy grabbing his hips and pulling him back and forth on his cock. He moans louder and the orange cat chuckled, smacking his ass once more. "Fuck yeah, you do."

With him using Biskit like a living fleshlight, the teal feline gripped the boy's hips and started to plummet his length deep into his ass with a soft moan and go faster, his sack colliding with the younger's as he was given the pleasure of watching his son blow the back out of a subspecies of his kind that was a midget and 30 plus years old. He wasn't as old but he was bigger, stronger, and fucked good, that much he knew. 

Little Cato moaned blissfully from the change of pace from Avocato, his own hips coming to life and meeting the midget's when he pulled him back with each hearty thrust from his dad, coming closer and closer to his limit as his eyes close and his fangs grit with the latter gripping the sheets and meowing his catchphrase in bliss as he reached his own from the repetition of the boy's shaft hitting his sweet spot one too many times. His cum stains the bed as his eyes roll up and he just purrs, laying down with his legs spread and back arched to let the kit get more of his nice ass. And he took it with grace when Avocato started to loom over him, reangling his thrusts and hardening them as his noises louden.

"Fuck, baby, you feel so good," He said, hearing him groan. "Keep trying to squeeze me, baby, I'm getting there in a little bit."

Little Cato let out a breath from now being fucked/sandwiched into the kit below him. "G-get there faster, daddy~." He moaned in return, eager for his father to fill him to the brim. " I wanna feel it."

"You're gonna get it in time, son. Ooh yeah, you're gonna get my load soon." 

He buries his cock deep into the kit afterward and groans before slowly pulling out. As he did, the boy cried out in pleasure from delving into Biskit's hole and flooded it with his release. "Yeah...yeeeeaaaaaah..." He drew out, still thrusting languidly into the mewling Tiger-Tiger to coax more out before Avocato was at the tip and pushed back in with a grunt.

"Hell yeah, blow that load for me, boy," He snarled lewdly, fucking the orange kitty, his broken words and mewls fueling him to go deeper and harder. The cat only moaned and grit his teeth, deeply railing his son with his slutty noises filling the air until he was, at last, approaching his limit. He didn't need to say anything to warn the kid, as his airy groans were enough. He gave his rear a good swat before he gripped both the boy's asscheeks and buried himself as deep as he could go, moaning gutturally and pumping him full of his cum.

"A-ah! Hah, nngh..." Little Cato struggled out, hugging Biskit close, who purred loudly and nuzzled against him as his father pushed slowly into his entrance, mewling at the warmth until he stopped and pulled out with a wet little pop. He sat back panting, recovering from his high, smirking from how good the romp was while watching the two curl up in each other's arms, cum leaking from their holes. And he pats himself on the back for doing such a great job, as he usually did.

Without pulling his pants up, he shoves them off with his socks and slithers on the bed with the two kittens, trapping them in a hug and letting their comforting purrs lull him to sleep.