The door locks with a snap of the button, Oliver whipping around and sending his tail flying. His face is expressionless but the smile and eagerness is prominent from the bulge of his black trousers. “You gettin’ him all ready for me huh?” The feline approaches the edge of the bed, unbuckling his belt and letting his pants drop to the floor to expose his white underwear.
Everette noses his father’s crotch and wraps his lips around the wet material, sucking the bulge eagerly while receiving some scratches behind the ear. “I’m sorry daddy, I didn’t listen,” Everette apologises and pulls down the underpants.
Springing up and dripping some beads of precum already, Oliver doesn’t care. He glides the side of his dick across the soft wet lips replying, “I’ll punish you for that later.”
“He just wanted some quality time with his uncle,” Elliot interjects and pulls his nephew away, taking the cub and nipping his lips before he kisses them. “Ain’t that right buddy?”
Blushing and lost in the enamouring scent of the two men’s twitching cocks ready to pleasure him, Everette squirms and moans loudly. No greater satisfaction could excite the cub than the fantasy unfolding before him. His lidded eyes fling open with alarm as the cock which had been sticking through his thighs moves between his ass cheeks. “D-dad… uncle has been waiting,” Everette stutters, biting his lips as each second the dick sliding along his hole could change course.
Oliver concedes and fishes a sizable bottle of lubricant from his coat-pocket after setting aside the webcam. “You’re gonna be needing this, then.” He places it at the edge of the table when an idea strikes. “Where’s your laptop?” Oliver asks his guest, already starting to search through the bags.
Wise to his friend’s scheme Elliot answers, “Smaller bag. Guess I’m waiting to start then?” The rabbit continues to grind his wet cock over the cub’s entrance, arms folded around the boy and twiddling the tip of his member.
Bent forward the feline flicks his tail twice each time exposing his spotless pink hole. “Ah here it is,” Oliver says as he opens the screen and sets it beside the bed.
Grabbing hold of Oliver’s wrist and yanking the man closer to his cock Elliot remarks, “How about you get on this instead?” He moves his paw around to Oliver’s rump, squeezing the tight cheeks and making his friend wriggle uncomfortably.
It isn’t the first time he’s made the proposition, nor is it the first-time Oliver has responded with a firm “No.” Irritated by the offer Oliver busies himself setting up the camera, setting it up to nicely film the entire bed. “Evan show your butt for me. To the camera,” he instructs and his son obeys, worming out of the rabbit’s comfortable lap.
Everette lays belly down in the centre of the mattress, pulling his tail up towards his shoulder and holding it in place while his father directs the camera to focus on the cub. “Like this?” he asks, turning to look over his shoulder. Both sets of the boy’s cheeks are red, one from excitement while the other is from embarrassment.
“Lift your hips hun.” Everette continues obeying, propping himself on his elbows and knees. Watching the preview through the screen Oliver asks, “Okay, you ready sweetie?”
“Might have a little performance anxiety here, Ollie,” Elliot comments, scratching his temple nervously as his cock starts to limpen.
“Just watch for a bit then. Start now Evan,” Oliver replies and presses record. The man is practically an exhibitionist, sporting a full erection seeing his son set his knees apart and expose his hole.
Everette flexes and relaxes the glistening button, his hips gyrating back and forth simulating the throes of being fucked. He’d much rather the real thing, watching his uncle from the corner of his puppy-dog eyes. “Please sir…” he breathes lustfully, shaking his rear end. The front half of his body drops when he reaches back and spreads his cheeks further, moaning unashamedly while tracing a finger around his entrance.
Standing on the other side of the bed with his face out of view Oliver waves his circumcised cock in front of the cub, equal parts for the show and as a silent command. “Ready yet?”
Elliot remains on the sidelines, enjoying the view but still a bit nervous as he plays with his foreskin. “A little longer.”
Raising his son’s head from the mattress since the boy is busy caressing his hole, Oliver taps the tip of his dick against his son’s lips. “The sooner you start sucking, the sooner he’ll start fucking,” he states. Puckering his lips and giving the slit a kiss Everette slips his tongue out, licking the dry end and coating it in saliva. His mouth starts to open a bit further, Oliver pushing his hips forward and forced to treat it more like a tight ass than an easily openable muzzle. The feline is already at the edge of the bed, and any further must come of Everette’s volition. “Come on,” he encourages the boy.
Everette starts to work the head, sliding his tongue all over the thick end. He twirls his tongue around the cusp of it, purring as globs of precum begin to drip onto his ravenous tongue. Evan clutches the shaft itself between both paws and starts eagerly working his father whose hips have begun to thrust back and forth. Eagerly watching as the incestuous couple lose track of their surroundings in lieu of pleasure, Elliot’s erection returns. Oliver mounts the bed and pushes his cock to the hilt, down his son’s throat as his face contorts into a snarl. “Good boy.” A sigh pierces the air as the feline removes the shaft, still completely erect and raring to go. He directs one paw at their guest and signals the rabbit over, cock in his grip and on offer. “Your turn.”
There’s an air of confidence stemming from Oliver when he pushes his son further onto the bed so he can sit comfortably. Following a quick glance at the breathless fox Elliot crawls to the man. He flinches as one ear is grasped and he is pulled onto his stomach. Oliver shifts onto his knees and shuffles closer, dripping erection in hand as he smears it across his friend’s lips. Rather hesitant to open his mouth but drunk on the scent of cum, Elliot parts his lips and begins to suckle on the head. “T-the camera,” he utters, embarrassed to be recorded in such a state.
“It’s okay,” Everette reassures the man, joining him on his stomach and throwing an arm around the rabbit almost twice his size. The cub slides his tongue along the edge of his father’s shaft, mainly the cusp below where his uncle’s lips have ended. Concocting an amount of spit, Everette wets the shaft considerably before turning his attention to the man beside him. “He likes it when Winston and I do this too,” he whispers, kissing more of the rabbit’s lips than he is the throbbing cock.
Elliot pulls away urgently, his heart thumping with an overwhelming sense of dread. “You ready?”
The canine has completely changed his tune, shaking his head and dragging his tongue and lips all over one side of the circumcised cock. He has one paw positioned beneath the man’s length, kneading the taut grey furred sack. “Daddy tastes so good,” Everette whimpers, lapping at the beads of precum and moaning. His tail sways blissfully in the air, hole still exposed for the camera.
Making the same motion he had before Oliver directs his friend back into position. “Get sucking bunny,” he demands.
Fluids glisten along the pink tip making it even more tempting. The pounding in his chest has subsided so Elliot shuffles back into position beside the fox and the two place an arm around one another. “Okay,” he mumbles submissively, forming some spittle and smearing it along the drier side. The two on their bellies each stick to their own half. Both spend time between lick the shaft and sucking on the edge, Everette on the left and Elliot on the right of the mass of flesh. They meet every so often at the tip, locking lips with the head between them, their tongues worming together and massaging the tip simultaneously.
Oliver starts to tremble whenever they combine efforts up there, moaning crazily and shaking the bed with wild thrashes of his limbs and body. “Fuck, fuck!” he starts to cry after fifteen minutes of their joint venture, the pair of cock suckers having driven him to the edge. “W-who wants it?” Oliver grits his teeth, grasping both boys by the hair. “I’m about.” The pair are too busy sucking to care, smiling as they watch the other pleasure their father and friend. Making the decision with pride in mind he pulls Everette’s head away and thrusts into the back of his friend’s mouth. Oliver grunts and moans when the man starts to gag around his cock, his twitching erection lodged down Elliot’s throat and throbbing with the half-dozen ropes of cum he’s forcing his friend to consume. “Oh yeah, ok,” Oliver purrs, his teeth chattering from the pleasure, squirming as he pulls his sensitive dick free and globules of semen drip off the end. “Good boys,” he praises, closing his eyes and laying across the edge of the bed.
Wiping his mouth with the gradient furred forearm Elliot coughs up a bit of the semen before forcing it back down. He pokes his tongue out with an open mouth to show that he’s swallowed it all, sighing a bit from exhaustion. Despite being tired he taps Everette’s rear and gives the right cheek a squeeze. Sitting at the head of the bed and stroking his erection Elliot beckons, “Here Evan.”
As Everette shifts toward his uncle’s lap he glances at the still recording camera and waves. “Hi daddy,” he sings. The camera only films the white end of his tail when he gets into the new position
Face to face once more the pair kiss, Oliver interrupting with a laugh, “Cut it out and get to work fags.” The feline groans as he rolls off the bed and says while walking around the room, “I’m gonna start dinner.” He reaches over and tussles his son’s blonde fur. Noticing the poor camera angle, Oliver adjusts the webcam and directs it towards their frotting cocks. “You ride it right there so we can get a good view, okay sweetie?”
“Uh-huh,” Everette moans and wiggles his hips as a finger starts to invade his privates. The hole is plenty lubricated with a mixture of saliva and precum, but the cub squeals as a second digit begins to penetrate him. “Lube, lube,” he begs and clenches his thighs together, relaxing when the full feeling subsides and is replaced by a cool, slimy shot of lubricant into his asshole being spread around by one finger inserted deep inside.
Raring to go and stretching the cub much more easily now, Elliot swirls two of his fingers around just beyond the pink to assist with pushing the sizable head of his cock in. “Ya okay?” he asks. Before an answer can come he eagerly settles his nephew on the tip and starts to smear his cock in a circle around the hole, soaking it in frothy white precum. Elliot glances at the camera to find the view is obstructed by the fox’s leg. He raises a finger to halt the cub’s gentle descent, moving the webcam onto the bed and focusing it on the action itself. The screen shows an illuminated image entirely centred on the man’s dripping cock. Beads of precum trail down from the end to a hefty set of balls, while at the top of the screen Everette’s bright pink entrance is on display.
The two saturated ends meet with a squelching sound and the cub’s hole begins to stretch apart. Their moans of delight get louder as things progress and Everette’s pleading body shakes, finally being pleasured for the first time in weeks. Elliot holds onto the back of his head and resumes kissing his nephew, the sound of their moans subsiding. Few noises are audible now. The gentle creak from the wooden bed frame. The sloppy meshing of Elliot’s thick cock with Everette’s tight rear end. The audible ‘pop’ and momentary shriek accompanying it as the cub slips over the cusp and glides two inches extra along the girthy meat.
“Yeah…” Elliot moans and wraps his arms around the cub’s frame, holding Everette in place as he bucks his hips and penetrates deeper.
Mad with lust the fox starts to holler, crying out with every inch added to his rear. Drool oozes from the corners of Everette’s mouth, completely overwhelmed. “H-harder!” he sputters, grunting and clamping his hole around the adult dick when the balls smack against him. The boy sits on it for a while, breathing heavily as Elliot grinds into the walls.
Oliver returns to the scene to find them at a delightful impasse. His son is leaning back on his hands, raising and lowering his hips on instinct with the intact cub’s cock dripping unmolested. “Been a long time hasn’t it,” Oliver taunts as he peels down the boy’s foreskin and encircles the end with his lips. The man is attentive and caring, especially when it comes to wily cubs and the opportunity to pleasure them. His whole tongue can wrap around the end, slurping up all of the excitement.
Everette can’t hold back his orgasm during the assault on both sides, but his father gulps down the tiny amount of jizz he can manage. Exhausted following the extensive hours of sex and foreplay he flops onto his back, gazing at the ceiling in bliss. Neither adult is satisfied to let him relax as the rabbit manipulates him onto his belly and mounts his swollen ass. “Get a good camera angle,” he says, fishing the webcam from underneath Everette’s stomach.
Holding the lens a couple of inches from the action and focusing it on the hole gradually stretching apart and swallowing the seven-inch cock, Oliver starts to bone up again, stroking his circumcised six-inch length. He sets the camera back in position to catch the whole bed and pets his friend on the rear. “My turn.” He steps away upon receiving a vacant glare; Elliot begins to speed up, each thrust ending with a slap of his sack against the cub’s ass with no end in sight. Oliver settles for the other end, sidling onto the mattress and presenting his cock. “Evan be a good boy.” It’s unusual to have to encourage his son, including picking the fox up by the neck and needing to guide his dick in, but once it’s there Everette suckles on it like a pacifier.
Elliot maintains his rapid pace as he leans over the cub, grasping the dirty blonde locks and pushing him to suck the feline more heartily. “That’s it,” the rabbit huffs.
Maintaining his position between the men, Everette kneads his father’s thighs gingerly, mindful of his teeth during the occasional surges through his ring. He delights in the sensation of being spit-roasted, but is left mildly disappointed from his sloppy performance. His eyes flutter behind closed lids, ears splayed back. “Dad-dy,” Everette moans and sucks hard on the cock in his mouth. His entire body tenses as the rhythm behind ends with one final, primal thrust.
Hilted in his nephew’s ass Elliot grinds his cock as deep as he can muster. His length is throbbing and ropes of cum jet out of the end, filling the most intimate depths of the horny pup. Elliot wraps a single arm around the boy’s chest, insistent on Everette remaining in that position as he rides out the orgasm. “T-there you go Evan,” he remarks and nips one of the orange ears. “Wanna get a slow view of it?” Elliot grins.
“About time.” Oliver removes his shaft carefully and returns to his role as cameraman. The webcam hovers a similar distance to before when he last held it, watching the opposite perspective now.
Elliot’s slowly raising hips give way to the sight of an overflow of semen, even more dislodging along with his sloppy and glistening cock as he pulls it from the cub’s abused rear. The man wriggles up along his nephew’s back, smearing his length dry before he rolls off. He leans down beside the edge of the bed and turns Everette to face him, giving the cub’s shaking maw a passionate kiss. “You’re a good boy,” he praises, scratching him behind the ear. “I’ll go make the meatballs; your dad always fucks them up,” Elliot’s tone shifts from sultry to playful in an instant, happily bounding out of the bedroom.
Oliver settles back on the mattress and idly runs his fingers over the messy cheeks. The sexual appetites of a rabbit are hard to keep up with, and their capacity is equally evident by the amount of cum left splattered around and inside of Everette’s asshole. “Come on buddy…” Oliver coos as he starts to lift away the fox’s tail, glued over Everette’s entrance to have a moment’s reprieve.
Everette lets out a few begrudging moans and buries his exhausted face into the linen as the man guides himself into the squelching mess. “Slow down!” Everette writhes in discomfort. Sexually, little is the same about the two men running train on his ass besides a lust for fucking cubs. The curve and degrees of girth differ greatly. Their rhythm is different. Even the lengths they’ll go to in order to finish. And an hour of pleasuring one has left him ill-prepared for the other. All Everette can hope for is a quick end as his father sinks all the way into the depths stretched by the larger of the pair.
“Mmn, what a mess,” Oliver says, dislodging even more cum when he peels his hips back and slides back in. He’s much less of an intimidating figure and his thrusts are more controlled and considerate, befitting his role as a father to the cub. The man is careful with every push past Everette’s ring, but each time he repeats that first penetration he groans louder; closer to climax with every moment. To satisfy a desire for something in his maw Everette sucks on two fingers, coating them in overflow first. With a final sigh and spasm, Oliver bucks his hips against the cub’s soft ass cheeks and adds his own semen into the mixture of fluids deep in Everette’s young rump.
Finally reaching the end of the marathon Everette tilts his head to the side, laying comfortably beneath his father’s weight. “That was so good…” he murmurs, letting a yawn escape as his consciousness begins to wane. His muzzle lands in the sheets, and it isn’t long before faint snores start to permeate the quiet scene, the cub’s leg twitching when Oliver pulls out.
Oliver brings the webcam over to his lap to show off his cock, then directs the lens towards the sloppy ass. Cum drips from the hole, down over Everette’s taint and balls onto the bed. Quite the stickler for neatness Oliver records himself dragging his tongue along the trail, and lapping up a good portion of the mixed seed, gulping it down with a satisfied sigh before he reaches across and shuts off the recording.