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Anais sleeps soundly nestled up in her bosom taking up one of the only places capable to drown out the noise outside.\n\nShivering nervously down below Gumball taps on the glass bowl beside him. “Darwin. Daaaarwin. Darwin!” his voice grows louder as his knocking intensifies.\n\nDarwin’s lips curl over the edge of the bowl and he replies, “Gumball go to sleep.” His face returns to normal and he quickly resumes sleeping, almost as if never having woken up.\n\nThe young cat rolls onto his side and starts to stare at the wall instead, his blanket pulled up to cover the back of his head. “Just the wind,” he says, beginning to calm his breathing. The storm outside having settled for a moment leaves an eerie void to the calamity. Just as quickly as it had come, it vanishes with another crash, flinging open the window. “Not just the wind!” Gumball dashes to the window, latching it in place before he barricades it with the computer monitor. “Mom, can I sleep with you?” he asks fearfully, already expecting her answer.\n\n“Honey you’re old enough to sleep on your own through a storm,” she answers with a sigh. “Please Gumball just go to bed,” Nicole insists as her son remains standing beside the bunks.\n\n“D-Darwin can I?” Gumball attempts to fit his paw into the crowded bowl, unable to get even a finger past the sleeping fish. The wind continues without a moment’s rest, and finding no reprieve in his room, Gumball takes up his blanket and fashions it around his neck like a cape while he wields his pillow like a shield. “If I don’t make it back I want you to know: You caused this,” he warns before departing.\n\nThe usually short walk down the hallway to his parent’s room is made eternal as the house moves with the wind. A gust barrels from the attic entrance and is barely broken by his shield. The force forces Gumball to stagger back three steps on his journey, landing back at the entrance of his room. A strange noise fills the air causing hesitation in the blue cub. He braces the pillow and tenses his legs before he proceeds, expecting an impact that never comes. Once the door is open he recognises the low hum he had been fearful of and breathes a sigh of relief; Richard asleep on his back, the blankets pulled up over his mouth similarly to how Gumball had cowered.\n\n“Dad?” He hesitates to approach the rumbling bed frame.\n\n“I said NO pepperoni,” the rabbit snaps and pulls one of his ears to his mouth, sinking his teeth into it hungrily. For a moment he remains blissfully ignorant of the pain. But only for a moment. Richard jolts up in bed and begins to curse, “Larry are you trying to kill me?” He grabs the blanket and briefly tries to strangle it before he realises what is happening. Richard’s eyes adjust and he makes out the small figure beside the bed. “Gumball. You’re not Larry.” His laughter shakes the bed almost as much as the snoring had.\n\n“Can I sleep in your bed?” Gumball asks out of courtesy, the bed partly vacant without his mother in it.\n\n“Sure thing,” Richard answers and wriggles out of the middle of the bed to allow more room for his son. “Where’s your mother?”\n\nHe climbs the wooden frame and crawls beneath the blanket, setting down his pillow and replying, “Asleep with Anais.”\n\n“Woo, nobody to share it with!” The pink bunny yanks his blanket off the rest of the bed and roll up in it giggling, “I’m a hot dog.”\n\nGumball lays silently for a minute, shivering in his white and red pyjama top and grey shorts. “D-dad, can you share the blanket?” he asks, embarrassed to even mention it.\n\n“I have to warn you that I don’t share well with others,” Richard replies and unwraps himself, leaving one edge under his left side and only a few inches for Gumball to cover himself with.\n\nThe right half of his body shakes from the cold while the left is sweaty from his father’s body heat beneath the thick comforter. “Can I get a bit more, I’m still cold?” Gumball gives the edge a tug, immediately realising the mistake as he is rolled on top of. His fear of the storm is replaced by that of his life flashing before his eyes in that brief moment.\n\nRichard rolls over then onto his right side facing the pancaked form of his son. “No wonder you’re cold, you’re all wet,” he exclaims. “Did you go outside to fight off the tree monster again? Did you win?” He sounds patronizing but there is a sincerity to his words.\n\nGasping for air and drenched from head to toe Gumball replies, “I’m in here again. Tree three, me none.” Having wrestled some of the blanket free he cautiously climbs out of bed and takes his sweat soaked shirt off, slapping it against the wall where it sticks. He feels the rabbit’s beady eyes fixed on him through the darkness and stutters, “S-stop looking.” Gumball slides out of the gooey pants and, wearing only tighty-whities gets back into bed. “Dad move your hand,” he grumbles and tries to move it, eyes going wide as the realization dawns.\n\n“Gumball Watterson what are you doing to my--” Richard starts to berate him but calms down, delighting in the soft paws of a kitten. His kitten. His son. Fully erect from just those few fumbled touches the rabbit scooches closer and lays his length across Gumball’s underwear and smears his thick pre-cum onto the thin layer of fabric. Richard throws an arm across to ensure his son’s compliance as he continues, the boy squirming and trying to get out from underneath the pressure. “We can tell your mother it was just a wet dream, can’t we?” he suggests, working down the front of Gumball’s undies to press their cocks together and compare sizes.\n\n“I have a girlfriend,” the boy tries to protest but ultimately fails as he gets hard against his will. Once erect Gumball’s struggles are much more limited, starting to enjoy the sensation of being overpowered. His dick is covered in as much of his own pre-cum as his father’s. The teenager surrenders, drooling from pleasure with his eyes closed tight. He clutches the rabbit’s bulky arm and starts to hump against the much thicker cock, both of them cut but with enough self-lubrication to make them glide against one another with ease. As warm breath starts to bear down on his face directly, Gumball opens his eyes to see the man about to kiss him. “No.”\n\nIn an attempt to dodge he moves his head to the side, a poor decision as Richard instead pushes his head into the pillow and slides his tongue into the cat’s maw, performing a tango with his fuzzy tongue, their lips sealed together. Watching the boy’s expression change from disgust, to panic, to submission, to enjoyment, puts a smile on the old rabbit’s face. “Did you like that or not?” Richard asks as he pulls out of the kiss, caressing the rose-tinted blue cheeks while changing positions.\n\nGuzzling another load of his pride Gumball nods shamefully. “What are you doing?” he asks noticing that the man has pulled away and is sitting beside him, the eight inches of rabbit cock protruding.\n\n“If you’re going to sleep where your mother sleeps, son, then you’ll have to take up some of her duties,” Richard explains, reaching out and giving one of the triangle ears a tug.\n\nAbout to be guzzling another load, Gumball obeys and rests his tongue just below the cusp of the head giving it one big lick over the top to clean up the majority of the pre-cum. With most on his tongue he bravely swallows, gritting his teeth in anticipation of a rancid taste to match the musty scent. “That tastes… nice,” he says surprised to find it rather sweet.\n\n“That’s the topping Gumball, keep going.” Richard adjusts himself, spreading his legs apart and leaning back against the bedhead. “Open a teensy bit wider kiddo, no teeth,” he instructs, his son’s mouth only opened a fraction.\n\nGumball’s fading erection gives rise to the doubts of whether he should continue or not, but he persists anyway. His mouth opens wide enough to fit a can of soda but is still hardly enough to fit the tip. Completely flaccid and about ready to bail, Gumball tenses up. The cub’s balls become taut and cuddle up with his prick, both on the receiving end of one of Richard’s large feet massaging him. Excited by the foreign feeling in his loins Gumball’s jaw relaxes, practically boneless he guides the shaft down his throat and fondles the hefty sack, hungrily gulping down the clear pre-cum with his eyes rolled back in ecstasy. Lifting off his father’s girthy sausage Gumball’s jaw cracks back into place and he takes a deep breath. “Like that?” He happily tongues the urethra while rubbing the sides. The shaft throbs and a few ropes shoot over the kitten’s face and tongue.\n\n“Oh Gumball you were supposed to swallow all of that,” Richard complains, rubbing some of the fluid into the blue fur, wiping off the rest with the blanket. “For that you will have to be punished!” With the strength of an ox hidden behind his flabby exterior, Richard pulls his son into his lap in a single motion. Still erect and raring to go for a second round he tries forcing a square into a circle, the boy tight as a Jew’s wallet. “Relax son, it won’t hurt. I promise!” he declares giving the pink hole another prod.\n\nThrashing as he tries to resist his body being split in two, Gumball lets out a shriek as the edges start to separate. “Dad!”\n\nNot a moment passes and Nicole has appeared in the doorway with a worried expression on her face. A crash of thunder follows a second later and she sighs, “Gumball your father right beside you. I told you to get in bed so you wouldn’t have to hear the storm over his snoring let alone the lightning over his body. You don’t hear Darwin or Anais screaming every time lightning flashes do you?”\n\nWith the covers hastily pulled over them both, Gumball appears from beneath the blanket and shakes his head. “No…” he quietly admits with his head tilted. The thickness of the doona conceals what is happening beneath as the rabbit continues to stroke the barely pubescent cock and balls.\n\n“It’s okay Nicole, what else do father’s do but look after their children?” Richard cheerily answers, subtly moving his hand between his son’s legs to ensure the little progress remains accomplished.\n\n“You might not have anything else to do, but I still have work in the morning!” she screams and her head expands like a balloon, turning red as she holds her breath to regain her composure. “So please honey go to sleep, try not to wake anyone up again.” Her calm tone is betrayed by the slamming of the door as she leaves, the force enough to loosen Gumball’s wet t-shirt from the wall and cause it to thud on the carpet.\n\nFurther aroused by having nearly been caught the pain stumble over one another to lock the door to prevent her interrupting a second time. 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Still standing naked in the middle of the room the man carries his son back to the bed and lays him flat on his back. “Keep going,” he encourages when Gumball lowers his legs, hoisting the paws back around his length and proceeding to pleasure himself with them.\n\nThe horny teen reaches down and begins to stroke himself for the first time since the ordeal began. Gumball’s hips rise and fall as the excitement takes over, thrusting into his hand and producing a constant stream of pre-cum as it throbs, climbing to near climax. His legs reflexively move in rhythm to the motions of his hips, the slippery azure feet continuing to work despite his selfish interest. Gumball grits his teeth and lets a few grunts escape, “So… close.” Before he is able to secure his release, a meaty paw grabs his shaft and presses along the vas deferens, instantly depriving the boy of his hard earned finish. “Please!” Gumball cries as his dick becomes limp, only a few drops of fluid oozing out.\n\n“Sorry Gumball, but if you finish now I’ll never get to be fully done,” Richard answers upon resuming his assault on the soft pads. The toes start to wiggle around the tip on the way ‘out’, causing the rabbit to begin painting the feet a creamy colour. Richard thrusts back between them and unleashes an additional rope along his son’s naked body with an exasperated gasp.\n\n“N-now can I?” Gumball asks as he starts to sit upright, licking what he can off his belly and proceeding to suck his own cock clean.\n\n“On your stomach.” Richard flips him over before he can even oblige the command. 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Unable to keep his hips up any longer Gumball falls into the mess he created, hoping to pop off the length in the process. To his disappointment Richard follows his movements and rapidly picks up the pace. The sounds of the bed hitting the wall being masked by the storm outside. “Cum in your Gummypuss,” Gumball moans. Not even five seconds after the words are uttered he coughs up a glob of cum, his father’s powerful shots surging through his body.\n\nRichard turns his head to the side and begins to make out with the cub, humping away until he is flaccid. 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Across the room a shadow lurches towards the window and creates a screech, the branches of the tree outside deceiving his paranoid mind. Beside his bed the night-light flickers for a moment before shutting off entirely, the only light being the eerily bright full moon. He pulls the blanket towards his face fearfully and attempts to sleep again. Another gust bellows, this time causing the branch to frantically wave and scrape the glass. “It’s just the wind,” he tries to reason, gripping the sheets tighter and staring at the top bunk. A third rattle comes and he repeats his mantra through clenched teeth, “It’s just the wind.”

“Yes Gummypuss it’s just the wind.” Nicole pokes her head over the edge of the bed and smiles reassuringly. Anais sleeps soundly nestled up in her bosom taking up one of the only places capable to drown out the noise outside.

Shivering nervously down below Gumball taps on the glass bowl beside him. “Darwin. Daaaarwin. Darwin!” his voice grows louder as his knocking intensifies.

Darwin’s lips curl over the edge of the bowl and he replies, “Gumball go to sleep.” His face returns to normal and he quickly resumes sleeping, almost as if never having woken up.

The young cat rolls onto his side and starts to stare at the wall instead, his blanket pulled up to cover the back of his head. “Just the wind,” he says, beginning to calm his breathing. The storm outside having settled for a moment leaves an eerie void to the calamity. Just as quickly as it had come, it vanishes with another crash, flinging open the window. “Not just the wind!” Gumball dashes to the window, latching it in place before he barricades it with the computer monitor. “Mom, can I sleep with you?” he asks fearfully, already expecting her answer.

“Honey you’re old enough to sleep on your own through a storm,” she answers with a sigh. “Please Gumball just go to bed,” Nicole insists as her son remains standing beside the bunks.

“D-Darwin can I?” Gumball attempts to fit his paw into the crowded bowl, unable to get even a finger past the sleeping fish. The wind continues without a moment’s rest, and finding no reprieve in his room, Gumball takes up his blanket and fashions it around his neck like a cape while he wields his pillow like a shield. “If I don’t make it back I want you to know: You caused this,” he warns before departing.

The usually short walk down the hallway to his parent’s room is made eternal as the house moves with the wind. A gust barrels from the attic entrance and is barely broken by his shield. The force forces Gumball to stagger back three steps on his journey, landing back at the entrance of his room. A strange noise fills the air causing hesitation in the blue cub. He braces the pillow and tenses his legs before he proceeds, expecting an impact that never comes. Once the door is open he recognises the low hum he had been fearful of and breathes a sigh of relief; Richard asleep on his back, the blankets pulled up over his mouth similarly to how Gumball had cowered.

“Dad?” He hesitates to approach the rumbling bed frame.

“I said NO pepperoni,” the rabbit snaps and pulls one of his ears to his mouth, sinking his teeth into it hungrily. For a moment he remains blissfully ignorant of the pain. But only for a moment. Richard jolts up in bed and begins to curse, “Larry are you trying to kill me?” He grabs the blanket and briefly tries to strangle it before he realises what is happening. Richard’s eyes adjust and he makes out the small figure beside the bed. “Gumball. You’re not Larry.” His laughter shakes the bed almost as much as the snoring had.

“Can I sleep in your bed?” Gumball asks out of courtesy, the bed partly vacant without his mother in it.

“Sure thing,” Richard answers and wriggles out of the middle of the bed to allow more room for his son. “Where’s your mother?”

He climbs the wooden frame and crawls beneath the blanket, setting down his pillow and replying, “Asleep with Anais.”

“Woo, nobody to share it with!” The pink bunny yanks his blanket off the rest of the bed and roll up in it giggling, “I’m a hot dog.”

Gumball lays silently for a minute, shivering in his white and red pyjama top and grey shorts. “D-dad, can you share the blanket?” he asks, embarrassed to even mention it.

“I have to warn you that I don’t share well with others,” Richard replies and unwraps himself, leaving one edge under his left side and only a few inches for Gumball to cover himself with.

The right half of his body shakes from the cold while the left is sweaty from his father’s body heat beneath the thick comforter. “Can I get a bit more, I’m still cold?” Gumball gives the edge a tug, immediately realising the mistake as he is rolled on top of. His fear of the storm is replaced by that of his life flashing before his eyes in that brief moment.

Richard rolls over then onto his right side facing the pancaked form of his son. “No wonder you’re cold, you’re all wet,” he exclaims. “Did you go outside to fight off the tree monster again? Did you win?” He sounds patronizing but there is a sincerity to his words.

Gasping for air and drenched from head to toe Gumball replies, “I’m in here again. Tree three, me none.” Having wrestled some of the blanket free he cautiously climbs out of bed and takes his sweat soaked shirt off, slapping it against the wall where it sticks. He feels the rabbit’s beady eyes fixed on him through the darkness and stutters, “S-stop looking.” Gumball slides out of the gooey pants and, wearing only tighty-whities gets back into bed. “Dad move your hand,” he grumbles and tries to move it, eyes going wide as the realization dawns.

“Gumball Watterson what are you doing to my--” Richard starts to berate him but calms down, delighting in the soft paws of a kitten. His kitten. His son. Fully erect from just those few fumbled touches the rabbit scooches closer and lays his length across Gumball’s underwear and smears his thick pre-cum onto the thin layer of fabric. Richard throws an arm across to ensure his son’s compliance as he continues, the boy squirming and trying to get out from underneath the pressure. “We can tell your mother it was just a wet dream, can’t we?” he suggests, working down the front of Gumball’s undies to press their cocks together and compare sizes.

“I have a girlfriend,” the boy tries to protest but ultimately fails as he gets hard against his will. Once erect Gumball’s struggles are much more limited, starting to enjoy the sensation of being overpowered. His dick is covered in as much of his own pre-cum as his father’s. The teenager surrenders, drooling from pleasure with his eyes closed tight. He clutches the rabbit’s bulky arm and starts to hump against the much thicker cock, both of them cut but with enough self-lubrication to make them glide against one another with ease. As warm breath starts to bear down on his face directly, Gumball opens his eyes to see the man about to kiss him. “No.”

In an attempt to dodge he moves his head to the side, a poor decision as Richard instead pushes his head into the pillow and slides his tongue into the cat’s maw, performing a tango with his fuzzy tongue, their lips sealed together. Watching the boy’s expression change from disgust, to panic, to submission, to enjoyment, puts a smile on the old rabbit’s face. “Did you like that or not?” Richard asks as he pulls out of the kiss, caressing the rose-tinted blue cheeks while changing positions.

Guzzling another load of his pride Gumball nods shamefully. “What are you doing?” he asks noticing that the man has pulled away and is sitting beside him, the eight inches of rabbit cock protruding.

“If you’re going to sleep where your mother sleeps, son, then you’ll have to take up some of her duties,” Richard explains, reaching out and giving one of the triangle ears a tug.

About to be guzzling another load, Gumball obeys and rests his tongue just below the cusp of the head giving it one big lick over the top to clean up the majority of the pre-cum. With most on his tongue he bravely swallows, gritting his teeth in anticipation of a rancid taste to match the musty scent. “That tastes… nice,” he says surprised to find it rather sweet.

“That’s the topping Gumball, keep going.” Richard adjusts himself, spreading his legs apart and leaning back against the bedhead. “Open a teensy bit wider kiddo, no teeth,” he instructs, his son’s mouth only opened a fraction.

Gumball’s fading erection gives rise to the doubts of whether he should continue or not, but he persists anyway. His mouth opens wide enough to fit a can of soda but is still hardly enough to fit the tip. Completely flaccid and about ready to bail, Gumball tenses up. The cub’s balls become taut and cuddle up with his prick, both on the receiving end of one of Richard’s large feet massaging him. Excited by the foreign feeling in his loins Gumball’s jaw relaxes, practically boneless he guides the shaft down his throat and fondles the hefty sack, hungrily gulping down the clear pre-cum with his eyes rolled back in ecstasy. Lifting off his father’s girthy sausage Gumball’s jaw cracks back into place and he takes a deep breath. “Like that?” He happily tongues the urethra while rubbing the sides. The shaft throbs and a few ropes shoot over the kitten’s face and tongue.

“Oh Gumball you were supposed to swallow all of that,” Richard complains, rubbing some of the fluid into the blue fur, wiping off the rest with the blanket. “For that you will have to be punished!” With the strength of an ox hidden behind his flabby exterior, Richard pulls his son into his lap in a single motion. Still erect and raring to go for a second round he tries forcing a square into a circle, the boy tight as a Jew’s wallet. “Relax son, it won’t hurt. I promise!” he declares giving the pink hole another prod.

Thrashing as he tries to resist his body being split in two, Gumball lets out a shriek as the edges start to separate. “Dad!”

Not a moment passes and Nicole has appeared in the doorway with a worried expression on her face. A crash of thunder follows a second later and she sighs, “Gumball your father right beside you. I told you to get in bed so you wouldn’t have to hear the storm over his snoring let alone the lightning over his body. You don’t hear Darwin or Anais screaming every time lightning flashes do you?”

With the covers hastily pulled over them both, Gumball appears from beneath the blanket and shakes his head. “No…” he quietly admits with his head tilted. The thickness of the doona conceals what is happening beneath as the rabbit continues to stroke the barely pubescent cock and balls.

“It’s okay Nicole, what else do father’s do but look after their children?” Richard cheerily answers, subtly moving his hand between his son’s legs to ensure the little progress remains accomplished.

“You might not have anything else to do, but I still have work in the morning!” she screams and her head expands like a balloon, turning red as she holds her breath to regain her composure. “So please honey go to sleep, try not to wake anyone up again.” Her calm tone is betrayed by the slamming of the door as she leaves, the force enough to loosen Gumball’s wet t-shirt from the wall and cause it to thud on the carpet.

Further aroused by having nearly been caught the pain stumble over one another to lock the door to prevent her interrupting a second time. Gumball lunges into his father’s arms and latches on tight, parting his lips and frantically flicking his tongue against the mature man’s maw. “Daddy,” he whispers seductively, his tongue being invited in and molested by the much bigger tongue. Gumball clumsily adjusts his feet to encompass the sizeable cock, pressing his own tiny body to his dad’s and grinding his small prick into the fluffy pink belly.

Richard wraps his arm around the eager boy and squeezes the firm blue cheeks. He spreads them which triggers another bout of fidgeting as Gumball tries to hide his pink hole. Content to save the prized entrance for later Richard humps in time with the soft feet rubbing his shaft. Still standing naked in the middle of the room the man carries his son back to the bed and lays him flat on his back. “Keep going,” he encourages when Gumball lowers his legs, hoisting the paws back around his length and proceeding to pleasure himself with them.

The horny teen reaches down and begins to stroke himself for the first time since the ordeal began. Gumball’s hips rise and fall as the excitement takes over, thrusting into his hand and producing a constant stream of pre-cum as it throbs, climbing to near climax. His legs reflexively move in rhythm to the motions of his hips, the slippery azure feet continuing to work despite his selfish interest. Gumball grits his teeth and lets a few grunts escape, “So… close.” Before he is able to secure his release, a meaty paw grabs his shaft and presses along the vas deferens, instantly depriving the boy of his hard earned finish. “Please!” Gumball cries as his dick becomes limp, only a few drops of fluid oozing out.

“Sorry Gumball, but if you finish now I’ll never get to be fully done,” Richard answers upon resuming his assault on the soft pads. The toes start to wiggle around the tip on the way ‘out’, causing the rabbit to begin painting the feet a creamy colour. Richard thrusts back between them and unleashes an additional rope along his son’s naked body with an exasperated gasp.

“N-now can I?” Gumball asks as he starts to sit upright, licking what he can off his belly and proceeding to suck his own cock clean.

“On your stomach.” Richard flips him over before he can even oblige the command. Exhausted from trying to accommodate his father’s insatiable appetite Gumball closes his eyes. A crash of thunder doesn’t even disturb him as he starts to drift. His cheeks are spread and his hole is massaged by a slippery appendage but the boy remains largely indifferent. The only shift that occurs is the stiffening of his tail when the tongue finally penetrates his ring. “You okay buddy?” Richard asks, growing concerned by the placidness of his previously rambunctious child.

“Mhm,” Gumball replies and flicks his tail. “That actually feels relaxing.” He presses back against the tongue happily, raising his ass from the mattress. A small gasp escapes as there is increased depth added, his hole now being thoroughly licked and stretched. His erection forms a third time, but unlike before he ignores it, hoping that he won’t be deprived if it’s not made obvious.

Slurping on the pink asshole as he removes his tongue, Richard sinks a thick finger. He tugs on the stretchy walls and almost immediately thrusts in a second, spreading them apart as he motions them in circles. “Heeeeere?” Richard teases his son.

Gumball wriggles as the sensitive spot is massaged. “Nnf, ah, yes,” the boy moans with his eyes closed tight. The two fingers are removed and a thicker mass is pressed against the loose entrance. There’s no resistance beyond the initial penetration, physical or verbal, outside of a slight whimper when the head first pops inside. “Dad.”

“Relax,” Richard says as he continues to slide deeper.

His hole swallows the huge length eagerly, the cat’s belly pushing out a bit as he succumbs to the complete package, the round balls pressed right in close to his entrance. A few deep thrusts into the proper fucking, Gumball bites his tongue and his body begins to spasm, pissing streams of cum as his ass continues to be assaulted, no break being offered despite his strained kicks to be released. Unable to keep his hips up any longer Gumball falls into the mess he created, hoping to pop off the length in the process. To his disappointment Richard follows his movements and rapidly picks up the pace. The sounds of the bed hitting the wall being masked by the storm outside. “Cum in your Gummypuss,” Gumball moans. Not even five seconds after the words are uttered he coughs up a glob of cum, his father’s powerful shots surging through his body.

Richard turns his head to the side and begins to make out with the cub, humping away until he is flaccid. Despite the state, he remains stuck inside his son. “Goodnight Gumball,” he says and falls asleep instantly still laying on top of the cat.

Unable to struggle beneath the weight, nor wanting to move as the quietened sounds of the storm offered by his place under Richard aren’t as scary, Gumball closes his eyes and begins to snooze.

Morning rolls around after a few hours of uninterrupted sleep and Richard finally removes his cock from the swollen ass, a flood of cum seeping out and staining the linen. He quietly gets his clothes back on, and manages to do the same for his son without disturbing the sleeping cat. Once fully clothed he shakes Gumball awake and laughs, “You wet the bed!” Richard childishly runs downstairs into the kitchen where Nicole is sitting quietly eating toast.

“Tell me he went to sleep alright,” she says with obvious bags under her eyes. “Darwin decided he wanted to sleep with Anais and I as well after Gumball woke him up.”

With the sheets in tow Gumball averts his eyes and proceeds right into the laundry, tossing them into the washing machine ashamed. “Gumball you tell your mother what you did,” Richard says as the boy slinks out, the front of his pants saturated.

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