He's ready, more than ready, actually. Avocato so felt watching his son hang upside down from a pull-up bar from his tail in their shared room, doing the splits as it was a trick he had worked on for a while. He's witnessed his boy become a lot more flexible overtime ever since getting back with him (and fucking him) and have the image of him tasting his own cock slowly invade his thoughts up to now. Like, literally jerking his balls dry until it hurt when it fully manifested in his mind occasionally or less.

It was the least he could teach him, as he had unintentionally walked in on him and Gary 'adding flavor' to some (probably stale) cookies, let him top both of them, and so on, counting how unbearably lucky they were not to have been found out. Plus, the thought of his son sucking himself off seemed pretty sexy, as much as it would be when he'd do it himself. Perhaps he could teach him so he wouldn't someday get the urge to and end up hurting himself in the process, seeing as he may still be limited in flexibility or may end up doing it improperly.

As he ponders this, Little Cato had gotten down from the bar, stretching himself and all on his (bare) chest, nuzzling into his chest. He finds he may have dozed off and snapped out of it, purring and rubbing the kit's mohawk, coercing a meow from him.

"Hey, dad," He voices, looking up with the warmest smile he's seen all day. "Didya like it? You pretty much just nodded off on me for a second."

Chucking in response, Avocato scratches down one of his ears, grinning just as much as his son was smiling. "Oh yeah, definitely. I was just really admiring your flexibility a lot, son."

He beamed. "It's that cool, huh?"

"Yeah," He answered, snaking a paw down to his rear beneath his mini skirt. "And I'd to explore it some more and also teach you something new."

He bit his lips feeling his father grope and squeeze his rear, feeling that saying may lead to another dicking down, as usual. Though he was sure the few times of taking two dicks at once tested that well enough, but maybe his dear ol' dad had something new since he wasn't already facedown on the bed getting loosened up for penetration at the moment. Yeah, he was that hungry for him, even when he didn't show it.

So now, the kit ponders on what this new teaching was as he rubbed up Avocato's sides, his soft teal fur gliding through his fingers while the latter scratched down his back and booped his nose, encouraging him to meow again and reach up to return the favor, gaining a surprised meow from him before he grabbed the back of his head and lifted him, bringing their lips together. Little Cato knew what he said about being taught something new but he couldn't help but indulge in a bit of foreplay his father dragged him into. He was as pawsy as he was a badass and this said a lot.

When they parted, the orange-furred boy climbed off and laid back on the bed, awaiting his father's next move, a bulge growing in his pants. "Alright, what's the 'new' thing you're going to teach me?"

Avocato hummed, turned to sit cross-legged in front of him, his tail flickering. "The Ventrexian art of self-pleasure."

"Self-pleasure?" Little Cato repeated, sitting up. "What's that supposed to be-" Then it clicks all of a sudden. "Oh..."

His father looked almost delighted. That didn't take him long to figure out, if he actually did. "Oh, what?"

"I dunno," He shrugged in response." I thought I remembered something but apparently not."

He blinked those amber eyes three times before speaking more bluntly, never betraying the intention behind that leering smile and the bedroom eyes. "You're sucking your own dick, silly." Then the boy's eyes widen.

"Oh! That's what it is!" He exclaimed almost excitably, going to undo his skirt and pants. "How do I do it?" To which Avocato nodded, standing to pull his pants down, exposing his Ventrexian rod that just now slid out at full mast while his balls underneath churned and swayed, having been exposed to the air. He climbs back on just as his son slips off the last bit of clothing on him and gets on his knees, eagerly awaiting the next step.

"Alrighty. Follow my lead, baby," He instructed before laying down on the bed and hooking his legs up. Little Cato lays beside him and does the same thing, exhaling softly at the cool wind breezing his exposed hole.

"Good," Avocato noted, watching him hook up his legs with his back flat on the bed. He then took a deep breath, nodded to the kit watching him, and started to rock back and forth, grunting softly with effort. He watched him do that a few times before he rocked back one final time before his body came with and he swiftly pinned his legs to the bed on either side of his head, bending his waist down to where the tip of his cock met his lips.

"There!" The teal feline grunted victoriously, panting softly. "Now you try, son."

The kit, blushing furiously from the sight of his dad in such a position, blinked himself back to reality and pulled his legs back, making his body lift to the air. With barely any effort, he trapped his legs to the bed with both forearms and bent his waist backward to where his cock poked his nose, leaving a little smear of pre behind. He balanced himself until he was comfortable and turned his head to his father with an impressed and horny look on his face.

"Heh, how's that, dad?" He asked with confidence. "This flexible enough for you?"

"Yeah...yeah, it is," He murmured before snapping out of it and attempting to wiggle his hips. "Now to..." He drifts off as Little Cato was already thrusting his own cock into his mouth while keeping a firm hold on his legs. He hummed, thrusting just enough for him to swallow half of his cock and whirl his tongue around in the process. He watched for a bit, blatantly surprised at how fast he went in that position without so much as a problem. To catch up, the feline sunk his cock into his mouth and sucked hard, moaning and swirling his tongue around what he could get while his tail twitched and flickered around.

Little Cato, already having the lead, managed a muffled chuckle at his father's attempts to match him as he trusted faster and deeper with some effort with his balls bouncing to his actions. He huffed from his nose at the amount of pleasure he received like this as it felt exactly like getting a blowjob, except from below and from himself, thanks to the skills of his glorious mouth, or 'Fellatio Machine', as Gary would call it.

And believe me when I say that he couldn't get enough of it so much that he was ramming even deeper to where his balls tapped against his nose a few times while poor Avocato was trying desperately to match his pace and take more of his cock in, groaning now from him tonguing the tip, barely managing to suck half of his own cock minutes before he grunted and trusted as much of his cock into his mouth as far as he could possibly go before the rush of ecstasy and seem overtook him and flooded his mouth. He breathed heavily from his nose as he sucked hard and swallowed up his own release as he released his legs and grabbed his ass to force it in further. The hot display aroused the kit to no end but it wouldn't be enough since he still had a way to go, being halfway to orgasm and all.

Once he was done, he released his cock and uncurled himself, sitting up and stretching his back, still shivering from his climax and panting. His seed was heavy on his tongue and he felt almost sore from almost literally folding in on himself to attempt deepthroating. "Ah, man..." He mumbled, disappointed in himself for lasting less than his own son, feeling envious when he turned his head to see he was still at it, forcefully thrusting down into his mouth with his eyes closed and tail hanging limply up his back (or down it?). 

Noting his son's puckering hole slightly stretched out, a lightbulb goes off in his head. A mischievous smile spreads across his maw now that he knows how to get even. Without him knowing, Avocato crawls around to where he was over him, still lost in fucking his mouth, and leaned over, laying his paws on either side of his ass and spreading them, going in with his mouth open.

"Hmrf?" The kit let out muffled, feeling a set of balls perch on his head and his ass spread a moment before his eyelids flutter open. Before he could register what his dad was doing, his fast rhythm was shaken up by him running his rough tongue across his entrance, making him gargle something unintelligible. The feline hummed then did it again, swirling his tongue around and flitting it into the hole despite the ring loosening for further entry. He plants his entire maw on it and starts sucking as he grabbed and squeezed the kit's balls and rolled them around as he tried to the best of his ability to fuck his own mouth with him eating him out.

"mmmf!" He mumbled, still pistoning his cock down in his mouth. His message to his father about his upcoming orgasm falling on deaf ears as he then slid his tongue into his ass and explored his caverns with his tongue, easily finding and flicking his tongue against his sweet spot. "Mmmm!"

His father hummed in response, speeding up his actions and squeezing his sack some more to coax him closer. To finish up, he slid his tongue out and replaced it with two fingers, rapidly pumping them in and out as he heatedly encouraged him on. "Come on, boy, come on."

"Mmm! Mmm! Ghk- MmmMmmrrrrhhh~!" Little Cato meowed blissfully as his eyes shut close and he pumps his load into his mouth. Each squeeze of his balls and the thrust of the teal Ventrexian's fingers into his hole added to the pleasure. He stopped when the kit's noises died down and scoot back to let him sit up. He did and swallowed his load, panting softly and wiping his mouth clean.

Tittering, his father went and pat him on the back, rubbing circles around on it. "How was that, son? Tasting yourself for the first time?"

He let that question hang for a moment before catching his breath and looking back to respond. "Awesome. Would've been more if you didn't interrupt me, ya jerk." Snarked Little Cato before playfully slugging his father in the arm. "I was getting there."

His little tantrum only made him laugh more. "Yeah, but I couldn't help it, I came first."

"Yeah, yeah," Was his reply before hugging him and reaching down to palm his reawakened erection, to which a deep purr had rumbled from his burly chest as he gripped his rear. "But at least I can pay you back~."