“Ho there chap, where do you think you’re going?” The man reaches out and grasps the slender grey tail.
“Just grabbing a drink dad,” he answers quietly, his head drooping along with his tail turning limp.
As the man springs to his feet his monocle drops from his eye and dangles at his crotch. “Nonsense, sit son, I’ll make us some tea. It’s your birthday after all.” He proudly pats him on the back in an attempt to perk him up, a toothy grin on his white and grey face. “I remember the first time my father made me tea. Black. Particularly bitter.” He contemplates for a moment as he carries the teapot to the table and sets it down along with another cup.
Forced to sit down the boy groans and grits his teeth, a scowl beginning to form as a napkin is tucked down the top of his shirt. “Dad can you stop?” he asks as he swats away the white furry paw to adjust the napkin himself in order to cover the blue bell around his neck
Shocked by his son’s dismissal, the man’s previously perky ears plop down. “But you used to love getting treated like this on your birthday Leo,” he replies as he returns the monocle to its rightful place.
“I-I’m not a baby anymore though,” Leo answers with uncertainty drowning his usually exuberant voice maintaining the moroseness of the morning woe, specks of gunk still in the corners of his eyes.
His father leans back in his chair and begins to pour himself a cup of tea, silently gnawing his gum. “I know that, but…” he starts to explain but the sinking feeling in his stomach continues to grow. “You’re still my son and will always be that drooling baby that your mother produced thirteen years ago.” Tears begin to form and dislodge the monocle again, this time causing it to drop onto a plate covered in crumpets with a crack. “If you don’t want your tea, at least have some orange juice for breakfast,” he says as he wipes away the water and regains his composure.
“Daaaaad,” the boy lets out a lengthy whine as tears start to flow from his own green eyes. “Make me tea please, I’m sorry,” he apologises and hugs his father receiving a kiss on the cheek and a loving rub down his spine and along his tail, the latter part causing him to giggle and squirm due to his sensitive nature.
“I understand, you’re a teenager now. Time for the mood swings and rebelliousness,” the older man replies as he pours a second cup, instinctively reaching for the sippy lid beside it but stopping himself.
Leo sits again and begins to sip the tea, making strange faces due to the oddly thick nature of the brew and the odd taste left on his tongue. “Thanks,” he says as he downs the cup bravely, his face contorting into a mixture of disgust and sincerity.
“You’re welcome son. How about we go into the living room and I grab you your present, your mother’s still caught up in Mexico. Waffling on about some catnip they found, I never knew she was such a rowdy woman,” he laughs and finishes his own drink, fixing the monocle around his neck as he stands and proceeds into the cosy room. Their toes sink into the soft brown carpeting in contrast to the cold tiles they were freezing on previously, and the almost identical pair plop on the similarly brown couch. “Your mother and I agreed.” He stops abruptly and rolls his eyes, whispering, “Mostly I agreed and she listened. That we would get you the game you were saying you wanted.”
The boy’s face beams with excitement as a thick rectangular box appears decorated in a baby blue bow and wrapping paper a few shades darker. “Thank you, thank you, thank-,” Leo says rapidly, his teeth catching his tongue on the third causing him to strain in order to avoid swearing. His sharp claws shred through the paper and his emerald eyes almost burst free as he recognizes the vibrant collaged cover of cars, guns, and scruffy wolves from his hours of window shopping. “You’re the best!” he shouts as he bounces around with the case in hand.
With a small chuckle his father takes the case and pops out the disk. “Now to get it all set up for you. Password in,” he says and covers his face to allow the boy some slight privacy, despite knowing it is ‘Harvey123’.
Leo doesn’t hesitate as he enters the code and steps back, unable to stand still as he hovers over his dad’s shoulder. “Come on, come on, put it in.” He presses the button for the CD drive pre-emptively and removes a disc for The Sims, inserting the glorious gift.
The prompt displays but is dismissed as the elder Leonardo opens up the internet explorer. “One sec, just gonna check my mail,” he says as he battles the browser, impatiently filling out his details, typing too quickly for his son to even comprehend the inputs. Nothing new or interesting, he closes it and moves to click on the documents folder, accidentally selecting pictures in the process. For a third time his monocle pops free as his eyes are flung wide, presented with a fuzzy thumbnail for a video exposing a grey rump and the tip of a penis pulled back between the legs.
“Dad?” Leo taps him on the shoulder and peers at the screen, instantly darting to the front door, prepared to leave.
He selects the video and is met with the sight of his son’s goofy face, the speakers letting out a whisper, “H-hi I’m Leo. I’ll be entertaining you tonight.” The boy is nervous but smiling as he takes his top off, his stiff nipples peeking out from his grey fur. “Y-yeah it’s pretty cold,” he says into the headset, shuffling from side to side. “Camera too high? Sorry, let me fix it.” Leo walks forward and adjusts the webcam down to his crotch and he laughs, “You want to do what to me?” He starts to pull his trousers down and exposes his cock to the viewer, the head glistening with pre-cum already. “Oh that sounds nice,” the cat pants into the microphone as he gingerly wraps his paw around his shaft and begins to stroke it. “Yeah, I forgot.” Twirling around with his tail in the air he leaves his rear to the camera and adjusts his stance, spreading his legs apart leaving his bright pink hole visible. “You like this sight, huh?” he comments, reaching down and bringing his young cock towards his ass, flinching in pain and letting it fling back to its natural position. “That one hurts, sorry.” Leo bends forward and manually spreads his cheeks, flicking his tail up and down tauntingly as one second his hole is hidden, and the next the tight ring is exposed and twitching.
“Get over here,” the man calls, casting his arm towards the boy still frozen in fear at the entrance. His eyes don’t drift from the screen as he continues to watch in resumed silence.
“Rub it? S-sure, I-- Maybe one finger I can fit?” He gulps and leaves his tail draped along his back now, his left paw spreading his cheeks as he uses his right to massage the entrance. “You’d have to stretch me out more for something that big,” Leo chuckles. “I’m gonna sit down to do it, okay?” As he climbs into the chair and moves it back into position, this time resting his legs on the desk to maintain the view. He produces a bottle of lubricant and squirts it all over his paw, wiping a small amount on his cock but the bulk of the goo on his asshole. Practically laying down in the chair you can see the boy’s face twist as he first penetrates his entrance with a sharp gasp. “Ah!” His finger works its way deeper in tandem with the rhythm of his hips groaning all the while. The camera loses focus for a moment but when it fixes he has the middle finger buried in his ass. He gradually starts to work it back out once comfortable with it inside, his groans returning to a steady breath with subtle pants. “Yeah. Yeah, cum inside me,” he moans and begins to more vigorously finger himself. “I’ll get two if it-” Moving the middle finger out he presses a second close and guides it inside of his wet entrance. His body freezes for the most part, but he continues to pound into himself lustfully, jerking off with his free hand. “Put it in me, cum in my ass,” he begs, ropes of cum covering his body as he writhes in pleasure. “No problem.” Leo pants as he starts to regain composure, wiping up some of the mess on his belly and eating it. “Just message me again next time, I’ll see if I can help.”
The screen goes back to the start, paused on Leo’s face from the beginning. He closes out of the video and looks over the rest of the thumbnails in the folder, stunned at how many videos there are. A morose look rests on the teenager’s face as he droops his head low, all excitement drained from the horror of being found out. “I… didn’t want you to find out like that,” he says, body trembling with fear and doubt.
Forcing out a small laugh to try and dispel the tension, the posh Brittanian slaps his son on the arm. “You certainly got me there. COMPUTERS.” His mouth expands into a Cheshire grin as the truth of the matter sets in.
“Dad I’ll stop I’m sorry, I-.” Leo begins only to be silenced by a paw creeping up to his mouth, clamping it closed.
“It’s okay. I too was young once, a world of weight put on my shoulders for the family. Made to marry a woman not from my country,” he explains and reaches out to embrace his son. “I’m sorry that I’ve treated you like a child for so long. I went off how my father coddled me. Old enough to make your own choices, mature enough to know what you want. It’s time I was too,” the older cat says with a slight nod as he settles back down into the chair, opening up the next video and fishing his cock out of his underwear. “How about we make this a birthday to remember, kiddo?” He pulls his stunned son closer and presents his tongue, sliding it between the boy’s lips carefully, guiding the idle hands towards his cock all the while video plays of him wagging his open hole to the camera.
“M-my first kiss,” Leo murmurs as he obediently massages the invading tongue with his own, his two paws fumbling to work in unison as they grip the slippery six inches. Out of breath from the lengthy kiss Leo pulls back, his heart pounding as he pants, “Dad this is-.” He hushes as his jeans are pulled down, no underpants to stop his length springing up.
“On your knees,” the elder Leo instructs and moves to the edge of the chair. His son drops as told, meeting an aroma that drives him mental as he brings his face in close to the slick shaft, inhaling deeply the scent while he wraps his lips around the side and suckles on the pre-cum overflowing from beneath the foreskin. “You’re a natural,” he says, adjusting once again and this time inserting his head between the boy’s lips. Careful to not push too far, the man moans as his son persists and gulps down the rest while lapping the underside with his skilful tongue. Starting to enjoy a steady rhythm inside the wet muzzle, he brings his foot into his son’s lap and kneads on the head with his pads, coaxing out a few drops to lubricate the cock before beginning to stroke it.
Surprised by the sensation he pulls back and eyes the single foot caressing his length. “That feels weird,” Leo comments before grabs the second and holds them firmly around it. “Better.” He starts to hump into them eagerly, closing his eyes and whimpering while his dreams are made reality. “I’m close,” he squeaks as he nears completion. The end is taken from him as his father plants his feet back on the ground in front of him and his head is brought back to the still raging erection. As he folds his tongue around it and starts to slurp it up, the cock is stuffed into the back of his throat and held there despite the gagging sound and flailing of his paws.
“All those men you want to fuck you, but you’re my son to look after,” he proclaims and removes his dick before helping his son to his feet. The moment of tenderness is gone once more as he bends the eager cam whore over the desk and kneels behind him. “Spread your cheeks.”
Leo obeys tentatively as he grips his plump ass and reveals his entrance. “D-dad?” He looks over his shoulder, his father’s monocle held close to his virgin rear as if being inspected for damage. “Should we really be-.” The boy tries to weasel out of the situation, fear of the repercussions fuelling his paranoia. His thought to try running again is washed away as he hears, feels, and buckles to a squelching as his asshole meets his father’s tongue.
The first lick is slow and deliberate, coating the sweet pink in thick saliva to lubricate it. Leo assumes the position he was in previously but uses his arms for support. The next is less of a lick and more of a kiss as his father parts the clenched cheeks and buries his face between them, poking the tip of his tongue into the tight hole and licking just inside. With his fear diminishing with each second Leo separates his legs, quickly invaded by the slippery and flexible appendage that lubricates his insides and stretches him simultaneously. “You love your dad, don’t you?” Leonardo pulls away from the now rather loosened asshole, caressing one of the cheeks as he guides a finger inside to properly start to widen the boy’s hole. His son simply nods and moans in agreement, losing control as he rides up and down the finger.
He doesn’t flinch either as a second on is added, the moan’s merely grow louder as he is opened. “D-daddy?” he questions as they are removed, glancing to see that his father is now standing behind him with erection in hand.
“Are you ready?” he asks only out of courtesy, knowing full well that his son is more than ready and prepared to please.
Leo makes the first move as he works his ass back onto the tip, pushing off the desk to do so but remaining bent over. He tries to slide further but is forced back over the keyboard, his face pressed against the monitor. “Come fuck me good, I need a real cock to stretch me more than this,” the speakers sound, the screen focused on him taking four fingers.
The man pushes in slowly at first into the area that has already been explored and stretched. Once the beginning signs of untouched territory set in, he pulls open the boy’s cheeks and persists despite the growing struggles and whines of discomfort. “Shh,” he whispers repeatedly, stroking the supple hips before he thrusts in the last inch and slams his hips against the soft ass. “There you go.” His mouth rests in a smile as the previously virgin hole constricts and loosens, the owner attempting to grow accustomed to the depth. The second video ends much like the first in that Leo eats his cum, only this time as he sucks himself off on the floor. Realizing how limber his son is he slowly pulls out and kicks the chair away.
Leo is dragged to the floor with a yelp as his father hungrily makes out with him, the old paws fondling his ass. Rolling and contorting their bodies as they sink into depravity on the carpet the young teen laying on top and gliding their cocks together, slippery from copious amounts of pre-cum. “I want it all in me,” Leo begs before he initiates another kiss and lifts his body to allow his father’s cock freedom. He happily slides back down it to the base, grinding the shaft against his prostate and milking fluids from himself as he rubs his own.
“Up and down, not side to side,” the man instructs as he starts to move his hips, joining his son in rhythmic motions.
Leo raises his ass up to the cusp of the head and slides back down with a moan, his tongue hanging out as he repeats the process. He lets his own cock free to flop about and returns his attention to pleasuring the thick and throbbing meat inside of him. “I’m so close,” he slurs, drooling in delight as he begins to ooze thick globs of semen onto his dad’s stomach. “Thanks…” Finished and with the guilt beginning to come creeping back Leo pulls off and moves to stand up, crawling towards the couch to help his exhausted body upright.
Still with an erection and desire to satisfy his decades long repression, the man grips his legs and leaves him flat on the ground, mounting the tired teenager and splaying him out on the carpet. “What happened to wanting it in you?” he asks as he proceeds to push in to the base again. “I have to cum too.” His teeth lightly clamp on the grey ear, gnawing it while he thrusts. Slowly at first until Leo starts to push back against his hips, moaning loudly and tugging on the carpet. “That’s my boy,” he grunts while slamming into the sloshing hole. As he starts to cum he grips him tightly, filling up the snugly fitting asshole with rope after rope of steamy semen.
“D-dad!” Leo shouts as his eyes roll back, his ass continuing to be slammed into despite dislodging the cum shot deep inside. His virility saves some embarrassment as he accepts his place and enjoys the continued pleasure coursing through his young body, soon straining out another few squirts of jizz.
The constricting of the supple boy’s orgasming ass helps the old cat to finish up, grinding into the overflowing hole before he raises himself off. “You wanted it all,” he says as he flops his son over and rests his knees either side of the weak boy, his slimy cock dangling in front of the parched lips.
Opening his mouth and allowing it to be slipped inside Leo idly tongues it, making sure to clean beneath the foreskin as he sucks on the softening shaft, swallowing every drop of remaining cum that he can suck out. Once he is done he lays across the floor and gazes at the ceiling fan, out of breath. He tried gulping down the remaining fluids to relieve himself of the odd taste left on his tongue.