[color=forestgreen] [b] It had been a few weeks now since Papa taught me how to "play" properly. We had played a few more times since then and Papa had taught me a little more as well. He taught me a few new words that are used during play time but that I shouldn't say at school or really around adults. It had been fun and lately I had started noticing how cute some of my classmates were. Papa had warned me about being a little young for this kind of play so I didn't say anything to them. Keeping my willy soft during class was proving to be difficult though. Today had been really tough as I caught a glimpse of one of my best friends with an erection during class. He had even rubbed it a little, and the thought of helping him take care of it made me hard and even leak a little in my undies.Thankfully, my afternoon classes had grabbed my attention enough to keep me focused on something other than my friend’s weiner. When Papa came to pick me up, I was more than eager to tell him all about throwing colorful, soft cubes across the classroom.[/b]  [/color]
 
Seeing my adorable little Scout running to meet me in the truck after school has always been the best part of my day during the work week. At just over 9 years old, he is a cute, little 4’7 wolf-lab mix with charcoal fur and droopy ears. His fur is fluffier thanks to me, and as his fluffy tail wags I can occasionally see the gray underside that is the only coloration I seem to have passed on to him. His excited smile just recharges my batteries after a long day at work. As he clambers into the truck I greet him with my standard, "How was school today?"

[color=forestgreen] [b] "It was great Papa! We got ta throw cubes with math problems at each other! Each cube was different colored and worth a different amount of points. It was so much fun competing with my friends!" My tail wags excitedly as I buckle my seatbelt. I look over at Papa in the seat next to me and smile more. He’s a lot bigger than me at 6’1. A gray wolf, he has pointed ears and super fluffy fur. He’s also really strong, but I have fallen asleep easily on his soft tummy.[/b]  [/color]
 
"Sounds like you had fun! That said, I wouldn't think you found math to be THAT exciting!"

[color=forestgreen] [b] "What do ya mean Papa?"[/b]  [/color]
 
I gesture at his obvious chubby with a mischievous grin.

[color=forestgreen] [b] I look down and realize I'm as hard as ever. "Oh. Well, uh. I saw Dalton get a stiffy this morning. He even rubbed it a little."[/b]  [/color]

I reach over and scritch him behind the ears. "Y'all are about that age. You won't really be able to control it for a few more years."

[color=forestgreen] [b] "Wait, you can control stiffies?!"[/b]  [/color]
 
"To an extent. Mostly it's about thinking about something else."

[color=forestgreen] [b] "Oh, that is tough to do when I’m hard… Still, it’s kinda nice to know I'm not the only boy getting erections."[/b]  [/color]
 
"Certainly not! Though you're probably the only one putting them to proper use!" I laugh out as I grab a pawfull of his crotch through his pants and squeeze gently.

[color=forestgreen] [b] I groan as Papa squeezes my cock. "Papa! That isn't gonna help it go down unless I finish!" I squirm and try to hump into his paw.[/b]  [/color]
 
"Ok, I'll stop." I say as I put the truck into drive and head out of the parking lot.

[color=forestgreen] [b] I whine as Papa's paw leaves my crotch, but I still want to talk about my friend so I say, "I really wanna talk to Dalton."[/b]  [/color]
 
"About what?" I ask, hoping he's not planning on telling him about us.

[color=forestgreen] [b] "About asking him if he wants to play. For his consent." I reply. "But you said I shouldn't be talking to others about that stuff."[/b]  [/color]

"How close are you two?" I’m relieved, but still worried about him playing with others, let alone talking about it. [i]At least I know I’ve drilled consent into him![/i]

[color=forestgreen] [b] "He’s one of my closest friends, Papa! He sleeps over a lot."[/b]  [/color]
 
I try to remember which of his friends he’s talking about. "Is he the one with the Mohawk?"  

[color=forestgreen] [b] "Yep! He dyed it recently to be rainbowy!"[/b]  [/color]
 
He’s the cute little brown otter with rich parents that are always too busy with work. It’s probably why he ends up spending the night so often. I should have guessed Scout would be interested in him with how much they like to run around the house in their skivvies. "Oh really? Did he tell you why?" 

[color=forestgreen] [b] "Not really. I complimented it and he said that it just felt right for him."[/b]  [/color]
 
I chuckle to myself. This will be much easier if he’s already gay. Hell, if Scout hadn’t been so adventurous with me, Dalton would probably have been his first! "He may very well be someone who would want to play with you. Just be sure to take your time and don't rush him. I can help you let him know you're interested the next time he comes over, if you want."

[color=forestgreen] [b] "Really Papa?! You'd help me?" My tail starts wagging again. Playing with Papa has been a lot of fun, but the thought of playing with a boy my own age gives me a different sort of excitement. I don’t really understand it, but it would be a different experience for sure![/b]  [/color]
 
"I won't play with him, but I won't get in your way. Just be sure to go at his pace and take your time. There's no rush to get him to do anything."

[color=forestgreen] [b] "Okay Papa." I get a little curious and ask, "Why wouldn't you play with him?"[/b]  [/color]
 
"Playing with you is fun, but I'm not sure I can trust your friends the way I trust you." [i]It’s bad enough I play with my own son, I don’t want to risk getting caught playing with someone else’s son![/i]

[color=forestgreen] [b] "I guess that makes sense." My weiner gets hard as my wandering mind thinks about Dalton, Papa, and me playing together.[/b]  [/color]
 
We hit a stop light and I reach over to fondle my horny son again. "I know exactly what you're thinking! Perhaps we can figure out a way that all three of us can play, BUT first you need to be sure he even wants to play with you! And don't pressure him into it if he doesn't want to, either." [i]This son of mine is gonna be the death of me one day. But at least it will be fun before I die![/i]

[color=forestgreen] [b] I moan as Papa plays with me. "I know! You've made it really clear that pressuring someone to play is really really REALLY bad!"[/b]  [/color]

"And I'm gonna keep drilling it in to be sure! It's very easy for desire to override sense and decency. Just like how I want to play with you right now, but I should focus on driving."

[color=forestgreen] [b] "But you are playing with me!" I moan.[/b]  [/color]
 
"Am I?" I ask, returning my paw to the wheel and focusing on the road as the light turns green. I grin when I notice a small, damp spot growing on his crotch. That boy leaks like a faucet when he’s horny. I hope it doesn’t cause him trouble in school.

[color=forestgreen] [b] "Well you were..." I pout as I notice that I am leaking a little. But I know Papa has to drive so I say nothing else and try to focus on getting my boner to go down. Unfortunately, focusing down there seems to have the opposite effect![/b]  [/color]
 
I stick my tongue out teasingly. [i]He is so cute when he’s horny pouting.[/i]

[color=forestgreen] [b] Looking over, I notice that Papa has a big bulge in his pants. I reach my paw over to feel it through the jeans he’s wearing. His pants are rough under my paw and I can feel it pulsing underneath, just trying to escape.[/b]  [/color]
 
I chuckle at his groping paw, "I see I'm not the only one who wants to play right now!"

[color=forestgreen] [b] "Sorry!" I quickly pull my paw back, remembering that Papa needs to focus on driving.[/b]  [/color]
 
"I didn't say YOU had to stop, just that I need my paws for driving." There are some benefits in having a truck that sits higher than surrounding vehicles, and if Scout is up for it, I'm fine with taking advantage of the situation.

[color=forestgreen] [b] I eagerly put my paw back on Papa's bulge, gently rubbing his sheath through his pants again.[/b]  [/color]
 
I grin and return my focus to the road, deciding to take the long way to the store. Meanwhile I feel my tip begin to emerge from its sheath and strain against my briefs.

[color=forestgreen] [b] I notice Papa starting to strain in his pants and decide to free his dick. I carefully unzip his pants so I don’t hurt him.[/b]  [/color]
 
The pressure was starting to get uncomfortable before Scout opened my fly. Now that there is enough room for me to grow more, my knot starts to form within my sheath. I don't need to look down to know that an impressive tent is forming in my tight, white briefs.

[color=forestgreen] [b] I carefully unbutton the pants under the seatbelt so I have more access. Once undone, Papa's undies tent up and a wet mark is clearly visible. I lean over and lick at the spot.[/b]  [/color]
 
"Grrr, that's my good boy." I growl in pleasure as I feel the warmth from his tongue seep into my underwear at the tip.

[color=forestgreen] [b] My tail wags at the praise. I pull the front of the undies down to release the growing member. The scent of Papa’s sweat and musk fills my nose as I start licking the pre coming from the tip. The scent and taste makes me hornier.[/b]  [/color]
 
His warm, slick mouth around my tip feels wonderful and I almost close my eyes to enjoy it better, before I remember that I need to focus on the road and sit up straighter.

[color=forestgreen] [b] "Too much Papa?" I ask as I look up.[/b]  [/color]
 
"Not at all, keep going!" I encourage him, not wanting him to stop.

[color=forestgreen] [b] I don’t hesitate to go back down and slip a few inches of his shaft  into my muzzle. My tongue swirls around the tip hoping to taste more salty pre.[/b]  [/color]
 
"That's it! Just how I like it!" His tongue caresses my cock with its slick warmth, his skills ever improving. I know he wants to taste more of my pre and his hard work pays off as I feel a spurt shoot into his eager mouth.

[color=forestgreen] [b] I whimper in delight tasting Papa's pre. I want to go down on him further, but I can't quite manage it with the center console digging into my chest.[/b]  [/color]
 
I see him straining to get further into my lap over the center console, but it's no use while he’s still buckled in. He is only able to get a few inches of my cock in his mouth. "Just keep going like you are now: we're almost at the parking lot where we can park and get you a better angle."

[color=forestgreen] [b] I do as Papa says and continue eagerly licking and sucking the few inches I can reach.[/b]  [/color]
 
I drive on, enjoying his ministrations as I leak more and more salty, slick pre into his muzzle. We arrive at a red light, just before the turn into the shopping center and I pull some slack in my seatbelt so that I can turn my hips slightly. Then I put my paw on the back of Scout's head and thrust up until I feel my tip graze the back of his throat. "FFFffuuuuck yeah, that's it!"

[color=forestgreen] [b] I am slightly caught off guard, but I manage to compose myself and take Papa down to the top of his knot. The pre helps his thick shaft slide into my muzzle. Hearing Papa say naughty words always indicates he's enjoying himself a lot and it makes my own boyhood strain in my pants.[/b]  [/color]
 
I can feel his throat constrict around my cock as he tries not to gag. His lips push my sheath down past my knot, which begins to swell as I throb more pre down my son's throat.

[color=forestgreen] [b] I quickly swallow all the pre I can. It's a little hard to breathe when Papa's knot swells like this. I pull up just a little so my nose isn't buried in his musky crotch fur and I can take a breath through it before going back down.[/b]  [/color]
 
I enjoy a few moments of blissful warmth before I notice the light changes and pull him off of me. [i]Damn, I need to park soon or I won't be able to control myself![/i]

[color=forestgreen] [b] I sit up in my seat and wipe the drool off my muzzle. I'm a little disappointed I had to stop, but understand Papa has to drive. I put my paw back on his throbbing member, feeling how wet it is from my saliva and his pre. It makes really good lube to stroke him.[/b]  [/color]
 
As much as I enjoy getting a pawjob from him, I’d rather have my son’s muzzle back around my cock. "You can go back to sucking the tip," I urge, "I just needed to readjust to drive again."

[color=forestgreen] [b] I grin before excitedly going back to working Papa's tip. I love licking here as I get to taste his salty pre more than when the tip is in my throat.[/b]  [/color]

"Woah, yeah, just keep going like that!" The almost sharp sensation of him overworking the tip is nearly too much to bear, but it's also not enough! It's like I'm being kept on the edge but I need more attention to the rest of me to go over the edge! I'm almost tempted to pull over now and fuck Scout's muzzle when I see the turn into the parking lot. [i]Almost there![/i]

[color=forestgreen] [b] I slurp and suck the tip, proud of the noises Papa's making from my effort. I can tell he's close because his knot is huge! But no matter what I do I can't get him over the edge and make him cum. [i]He shoulda cum by now. What’s the hold up?[/i] [/b]  [/color]
 
I take the turn just a little faster than I should, but I make it into the parking lot safely. I begin searching almost desperately for a secluded spot to park and I find one in the back of the lot between two small sedans. Quickly backing in, I park the truck and waste no time in freeing my son from his seatbelt and leaning back to give him all the room he needs to work.

[color=forestgreen] [b]I grab onto the seat as I feel a lot of force nearly pull me off Papa. I manage to hold on and then go back to licking the tip. I feel the truck reverse and then stop, before I hear a click and feel the pressure of the seatbelt holding me back release. Now free, I quickly crawl atop the center armrest and sink my muzzle all the way down Papa's shaft to his knot. The amount of pre and spit makes it super easy and I have no trouble fitting the shaft in my muzzle. The tip slips down my throat. I whimper needily around Papa’s red, throbbing member.[/b]  [/color]
 
The slick warmth down my shaft brings me ever closer to the edge, but it's just not enough! My breathing shortens as my fingers clench in his soft fur and my toes curl. I start to see spots as I'm held on the cusp and breathe out, "Ssssooo clooosee! My knot...!"

[color=forestgreen] [b] I hear Papa and open my muzzle as wide as I can to try to take his knot. Unfortunately, it's too big and my muzzle is too small. There is just no way I'm going to be able to get it in there![/b]  [/color]
 
I feel his teeth graze my knot and stifle a yipe. I'd applaud the effort if I could think straight! I manage to gather myself enough to remind him, "Your paws, son. Your paws!"

[color=forestgreen] [b] [i]Oh right... duh![/i] I reach out and start massaging Papa's giant knot with both paws. While doing so, I start bobbing my head up and down his shaft so the tip slips in and out of my throat. I whimper desperately, feeling how much his knot is swelling in my paws. I know I'm about to get my reward of fresh, warm cum![/b]  [/color]
 
As he grabs onto my knot I finally have the right stimulation! He doesn't get the chance to bob up and down more than twice before I hold him down on my cock and shoot rope after rope of thick cum down his throat. "Fffffuuuuccckkkkk, yeah! That's my boy!"

[color=forestgreen] [b] I nearly choke as I'm once again forced down, especially as I feel like I might drown in Papa's cum. I hurriedly swallow each spurt in order to make room for the next until I feel it start to subside. I try not to swallow the last bit of cum so I can keep it in my mouth and get a good taste of it.[/b]  [/color]

Being kept on the edge so long, I nearly pass out at my release! I manage to hold on and ride out my orgasm, shuddering through the pleasure as Scout swallows around my cock. As it starts to subside I remember to pull his head up enough for the last few spurts of my cum to coat his tongue and give him the taste that he's come to love.

[color=forestgreen] [b] I moan happily as I taste Papa's salty cum. As the taste washes over me, I realize that my own willy has been straining in my pants the whole time and there is a big, wet stain on the front from how much I was leaking.[/b]  [/color]
 
I take a deep breath and relax, letting my son finish cleaning up my cock as it slowly shrinks back into its sheath. I know he won't leave a drop left when he's done and I scritch behind his ears in appreciation.

[color=forestgreen] [b] Once Papa is soft, I sit back up. "That was a lotta cum Papa!" My tail wagging happily.[/b]  [/color]
 
"No kidding! Well done Little One! Now let's get you cleaned up and in a pair of your spare shorts so that we can do some shopping." I reach into the back seat for the backpack with the spare clothes and pull out some dry pants for Scout.

[color=forestgreen] [b] I whine as I realize I'm not going to get to cum right now. I strip out of my wet shorts and whities quickly, revealing my pink boyhood standing at its full four inches and still leaking.[/b]  [/color]
 
"Don't worry Little One, you'll get your turn on the way home." I say as I grab his exposed cock, throbbing and slick with pre. I give it a little squeeze before handing him his discarded undies to use as a makeshift towel. "You'd better dry off or you'll just ruin the fresh pants before we can go shopping!"

[color=forestgreen] [b] "Yes Papa." I groan as he squeezes me, the stimulation nearly making me pop right there! I wipe myself up with my undies and get mostly cleaned up. Concentrating on cleaning makes it go down, luckily. I put the new whities on and then the fresh pair of pants.[/b]  [/color]
 
"That's my boy." I say as I lick my fingers clean, savoring the salty-sweet liquid.

[color=forestgreen] [b] "What're we getting at the store Papa?" I ask hopping out of the truck.[/b]  [/color]
 
"Just a few odds and ends that I've been meaning to pick up." I say as I lock the truck and make my way to the store. We spend some time wandering the isles filling the cart with supplies that I've been meaning to grab; some soap, scrub brushes, a rainbow flag, some snacks for the week, etc... "Do you want me to grab anything for you, Son?"

[color=forestgreen] [b] "Can I get some new undies Papa? Mine are starting to feel a little tight.” I also wanted to get some new cartoon characters that seemed to only be available in the bigger sizes. [/b]  [/color]
 
"Sure thing!" [i]Not that I mind his undies being tight![/i] We make our way over to the boy's underwear section with all of the colorful cartoon characters on them, "Which ones would you like?"

[color=forestgreen] [b] "I dunno. Let me look around a little!"[/b]  [/color]
 
"Are there Power Rangers on those?" I ask, pointing to a pack halfway down the aisle.

[color=forestgreen] [b] "Yeah! Definitely those. Oh oh oh! Stitch undies!" I shout as I grab a pack with the blue alien all over them in various, silly poses.[/b]  [/color]
 
"Hehe, definitely have to get those too!" I reply, "And I'll grab a fresh pack of tighty-whities for spares." The laundry seems to be piling up more and more with all of the fun we’ve been having, so having extras will definitely help!

[color=forestgreen] [b] "Okay Papa. Thank you!"[/b]  [/color]
 
"I think that's about everything for today, am I missing anything?"

[color=forestgreen] [b] "I don't think so Papa."[/b]  [/color]
 
"Then let's get out of here!" I say as we head to the register and pay for our stuff. As we're heading for the truck I ask, "So, how would you like a little driving lesson before we head home?"

[color=forestgreen] [b] "A drivin' lesson?! Really?!" My tail wags faster than ever. I always wanted to get behind the wheel![/b]  [/color]
 
"Yeah, though you're too young to sit in the driver's seat by yourself, so you'll have to sit in Papa's lap." I say with a grin. I have no doubt he’ll be eager for an excuse to sit in my lap.

[color=forestgreen] [b] "I have no problem with that!" I say eagerly, tail wagging even faster.[/b]  [/color]
 
"Careful with that thing, you're gonna wag your pants off!" I warn him teasingly, "And wouldn't that be just a tragedy!" I wink at him playfully.

[color=forestgreen] [b] "I can't help bein' excited Papa!"[/b]  [/color]
 
"True enough!" My tail is wagging too, just a bit. I load our haul into the back seat. "You'll have to wait until we get to the trail before I can let you hop in the driver's seat, so buckle up."

[color=forestgreen] [b] I climb into the truck and buckle myself in the passenger seat, still excited as ever.[/b]  [/color]
 
The drive out to The Woods is much less exciting than the drive to the store. It takes about twenty minutes to get out of town and another fifteen to get to The Woods. The place is a scenic park/woodlands area with sporadic grounds for cookouts and non-overnight camp get-togethers. It's mostly abandoned during the week and a fairly safe place to learn the basics of driving. Granted, I doubt Scout will be doing much learning today...

[color=forestgreen] [b] I hum along to the radio as we drive, excited to get behind the wheel of the truck. And a little more excited that I get to do it in Papa's lap. A question pops into my head as we drive. "Hey Papa, what was that rainbow flag you bought for?"[/b]  [/color]
 
"It's something that should help Dalton feel safe when he comes to visit, provided my guess isn't too far off the mark." I have my suspicions, but I’m not going to out the otter if he’s not ready.

[color=forestgreen] [b] "Uhh, okay Papa." I still don't quite understand, but I wonder if it has something to do with Dalton's new rainbow mohawk. As we finally approach The Woods, my tail thumps against the seat.[/b]  [/color]
 
I spend ten minutes driving about and mapping the course. Luckily the place is deserted during the week. Along the way I give Scout some pointers and tell him about the buttons and levers on the steering wheel. I find a decent-sized parking lot near one of the picnic areas and pull in. "This looks like a good place to start!"

[color=forestgreen] [b] I unbuckle my seatbelt. "I gotta be on your lap right?"[/b]  [/color]
 
"That's right!" I say as I pat my lap, "Hop on!"

[color=forestgreen] [b] I carefully sit myself on Papa's lap behind the steering wheel. Being on this side of the truck feels really strange.[/b]  [/color]
 
"Ok, I'll control the gas and the brakes, you steer." We spend fifteen minutes getting used to steering the truck around the parking lot, his tail wagging in my lap excitedly the entire time. It had to be painfully obvious to Scout that all that movement was getting me excited again.

[color=forestgreen] [b] "This is the best!" I happily drive around, feeling really big and grown up. As I'm wiggling and bouncing, I notice a familiar stiffness against my butt. "You're getting hard again, aren't you Papa?"[/b]  [/color]
 
"Kinda obvious, don’t you think." I say as I hold his hips and grind into him. The friction of my tip rubbing against my underwear sends a shock of pleasure up my spine, but it’s muted by the confining pressure of my pants. I can’t get free with my son in my lap.

[color=forestgreen] [b] I whimper as Papa grinds his cock on my rear. The excitement from driving quickly replaced by excitement in my pants. The clothes between his dick and my butt are frustrating and teasing me.[/b]  [/color]
 
"Don't lose focus on the road!" I warn him as I unzip his pants. "The most important thing about driving safely is learning how to ignore distractions."

[color=forestgreen] [b] I return my focus to the parking lot as my briefs tent out of my open fly. [i]Ignoring this distraction is gonna be hard![/i][/b]  [/color]
 
I slow the truck down as I begin to pull down both his pants and his briefs, exposing his growing boyhood to the air and his bare butt to my bulging pants.

[color=forestgreen] [b] I lift my hips to help Papa get my pants and undies off. I feel a bit of relief as my weiner is freed from my tight undies. I really try to keep my focus out the front window, but it isn’t easy.[/b]  [/color]
 
"I think you're just about ready to hit the road. Just need to do one thing first." I tell him as I lift him up to unzip my own pants and pull my dick through the fly of my briefs. It's a relief to feel the pressure from my tight pants gone, but I have another kind of relief in mind. I grab onto the base of my cock and align the tip with Scout's tailhole and pull him back into my lap, the tip barely spearing his warm, tight entrance.

[color=forestgreen] [b] I whimper and groan. "Papa, we don' have lube." I point out, despite desperately wanting the big, thick shaft and knot in my tailhole.[/b]  [/color]
 
"That's why it's just gonna be the tip. Just enough for a little fun and a little distraction."

[color=forestgreen] [b] I whimper as the tip does slip in. It's not enough to hit the spot, but my hole lights up with sensation regardless.[/b]  [/color]
 
I grind my tip in just a bit, though his entrance is far too tight and my dick is far too dry to get very far... yet. "Let's head onto the trail" I suggest as I lightly step on the gas.

[color=forestgreen] [b] "Eep!" I turn the wheel toward the off-road trail that cars are allowed on. It is mostly maintained, but there are enough large potholes that only off-road vehicles ever drive on it.[/b]  [/color]
 
"That's it, steady the wheel!" The first bump of the rocky trail causes my cock to sink into his tight hole another half inch, and I groan a little at the tight grip on my tip. The pleasure of his warm tailhole makes me throb, providing the barest bit of my own 'lubricant' to better ease it inside.

[color=forestgreen] [b] I yelp as that half inch feels much worse without lube. I grip the steering wheel really tight, having trouble with maintaining concentration with the new burning sensation from too much friction in my butt.[/b]  [/color]
 
I gently grind in and out, being sure to spread my pre around as much as possible, lubing him up and making it easier to slide into his tight confines. "You're doing great, just keep focusing on the road. I'll slow down for this turn coming up."

[color=forestgreen] [b] The burn starts going away as I feel Papa's pre slick us up. I turn the wheel to follow the turn, still concentrating on the road as best I can. The slower grinding feels a lot better.[/b]  [/color]
 
The bumpy trail and the small, slow thrusting was driving me wild, but I held the desire to hilt my son and enjoy his tight warmth in check. Barely. Luckily I'm leaking like a faucet and before long Scout is able to slide all the way down my length to the top of my sheathed knot. "Fffffuuuuccckkkkk, that's my boy!" I moan gently in his ear.

[color=forestgreen] [b] "Papa, it's really hard to concentrate with you so deep in me." I keep trying to focus, but my tailhole stretching was taking a lot of my attention.[/b]  [/color]
 
"If you want, I can take the wheel for a bit while you get used to it."

[color=forestgreen] [b] "No Papa! I-I got it." I manage to force myself to focus back on the road, my childish stubbornness wanting to prove that I can drive. I squeeze my tailhole and relax it again to get used to the stretch as we continue along. "R-ready Papa."[/b]  [/color]
 
I push down on the gas a little more, accelerating us down the bumpy road once more.

[color=forestgreen] [b] "Ooooooo yeeaaah." I groan as the bumps push Papa’s cock in and out of me. His shaft really starts nailing my prostate as we go and it rumbles in my insides.[/b]  [/color]
 
The bumpy road and his tight hole has me on the edge, and if I'm not careful I'll finish before Scout can really enjoy it. I take my paws off his hips to reach around to fondle his soft balls and grip his rigid boyhood, rubbing my thumb around his leaking tip.

[color=forestgreen] [b] I whimper needily at the touch. "Papa, I don' know if I can concentrate much more. I wanna cum." His paws combined with his cock inside me has me on the edge.[/b]  [/color]

I chuckle a bit, "Well then, I guess you know what you need to do." I give his little knot a squeeze before I put my paws on the wheel to give him the freedom to enjoy himself.

[color=forestgreen] [b] Once Papa has control of the wheel, I reach down and stroke my willy. My paw slicks up quickly from the pre I've been leaking. I ride Papa's cock, groaning and grunting as the bumpy road makes it vibrate in my hole. It's not long before I can feel myself getting ready to cum. "Papa…!" I groan out in desperate warning.[/b]  [/color]

I can feel his urgency as he squeezes down rhythmically on my cock and I know it won't be long before he pops. I grin mischievously to myself and step on the gas, trusting my truck to be able to handle the bumpy stretch before us. "Cum for me Little One!" I shout in excitement.

[color=forestgreen] [b] The extra speed over the bumpy road causes huge jolts of pleasure from my spot. My paw also feels like it’s vibrating around my boyhood and I know I'm going over. Papa telling me to cum sends the signal and I yell as my body starts spasming. I cum hard and it shoots everywhere as we speed down the road so I'm unable to hold my member steady.[/b]  [/color]

His load goes all over the steering wheel and parts of my dashboard, but I couldn't care less. His butt clenches around my cock and we hit a pothole hard enough that my knot partially enters him. He's too tight for it to go all the way in, but it's enough pressure to send me over the edge myself and I flood his insides with my second load of the day.

[color=forestgreen] [b] I yelp a little as part of Papa's knot stretches me open. Papa's hot cum fills my tailhole, making me groan and shoot a few more spurts out of my own weiner. I've started to get used to and crave the minor burn of his load in me lately.[/b]  [/color]

I shudder through my orgasm and slow the truck down to a safer speed. This was one wild ride, but I'm not sure I should do this again. This boy is driving me wild and I'm getting more reckless because of it. Scout clenches down again and my cock throbs involuntarily in response, pushing my worries away for the time being.

[color=forestgreen] [b] "Wow Papa! That was really intense!" I start relaxing as I feel my boyhood softening. "Should I climb back into my seat?"[/b]  [/color]

"Not yet, let's get back to the parking lot so that we can get situated without making a mess." [i]And it gives me an excuse to enjoy his tight butt for a little while longer.[/i]

[color=forestgreen] [b] "Good idea. Oh, can I drive back?!" My excitement for driving returns having just finished cumming.[/b]  [/color]

"Maybe next time. We should really be on our way home now." 

[color=forestgreen] [b] "Okay..." My ears droop a little in disappointment, but I do enjoy the continued vibrations against my prostate as I rest on Papa's still hard cock. I watch out the window, a little confused as to why Papa's driving much slower on the way back, but taking time to enjoy the scenic road.[/b]  [/color] 

The drive back to the parking lot is an exercise in overstimulation, my shaft overworked and ready to rest, continually being squeezed by my son's tight butt is almost too much. We make it back and extract ourselves with a little bit of a mess, but the leather seats are relatively easy to clean up with cleaning wipes. Overall this was a fun experience, though one we shouldn't indulge in too often. Though as I drive home I think to myself that if I'm right about Scout's otter friend, my son will be plenty distracted before long.