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", "writing": "The sun was high in the sky. The stands were packed with adoring parents. A little league baseball game was nearing its end as Richie Mathis, the gray-furred raccoon cub, stepped up to the plate. In the stands were his parents: Greg, whom he looked like a younger version of, and Caitlyn, his brown-furred, red haired mother, in her full police uniform. He looked to them and waved excitedly. They chuckled and waved back.\n\n“It was nice that you had the time to come out here on the clock.” Greg said. “But won't the precinct be mad about it?”\n\nCaitlyn shook her head. “Why? I have my radio if I get called.”\n\nGreg shrugged and turned his attention back to the field. “Fair enough.”\n\nRichie got himself into stance, lifting the bat high above his head, licking his lips as he did. His eyes darted over to his coach, who seemed rather excitable at the moment.\n\n“Remember, Richie!” The team's coach called out, “You just need to get a base hit, and you win this thing right now.”\n\nRichie nodded at his coach and tightened his grip on the bat. The coach from the other team was on the pitcher's mound, sizing Richie up. The raccoon cub smirked and got his bat up, ready to swing. The rival coach pulled his arm back, lifted his leg, and threw his arm out. The ball was sent soaring, cutting through the air and headed straight for Richie. The boy swung his bat...\n\n[i][b]*crack!*[/b][/i]\n\nThe ball went arching high into the air! A bunch of other cubs from the other team, wearing red, white, and black-lined uniforms, ran to try and catch the ball. Richie, meanwhile, was running down the baseline, along with two other cubs in his team's blue, white, and gold. He bounded around first, and made his way to second. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the ball drop to the field, and a lion cub scoop it up. He chucked it towards the wolf cub on the plate, and Richie made a dive as the ball made it into the wolf's mitt...\n\n“Safe! The Lions win!” Richie managed to eke out a double.\n\nHalf of the parents and cubs in the stands cheered as the entirety of both teams made their way to the field. After a congratulatory session with both teams, Richie made his way over to his parents, a big, childish grin on his face. His parents knelt down to meet him, and he threw himself into their embrace.\n\n“That was a nice shot, Richie!” Greg exclaimed, ruffling his son's always-messy hair.\n\n“My little slugger~.” Caitlyn said, kissing her son on the forehead.\n\n“Come on, guys! It was nothing!” Richie replied, giggling sheepishly.\n\nThe parents smiled at each other before standing up. As soon as they did, Caitlyn's radio went off. “[i]Officer Mathis, what is your location?[/i]”\n\nThe female raccoon sighed and answered her radio, “William B Ward Elementary, why?”\n\n“[i]We have a 10-55 on Quaker, you're the closest officer nearby.[/i]”\n\n“10-4, on my way.” Richie's mother sighed “I need to go back to work now... you'll be going home with daddy, ok?” Caitlyn explained.\n\n“Ok!” Richie replied. “Will you be home for dinner?”\n\nCaitlyn nodded and pet her son's head. “Of course, sweetie. I'll make that mac n' cheese you like so much.”\n\n“Yay!” Richie cheered as he hugged his mother again.\n\nCaitlyn smiled and returned the embrace before she made her way back to her police car and drove off. Greg ushered Richie towards his sedan and opened the back door for his son. Richie pouted a bit and moved for the front.\n\n“Woah there, slugger!” Greg said. “I told you before, gotta be double digits to unlock front seat privileges.”\n\n“But Jus-”\n\nGreg cut his son off with a stern look. “Justin's dad is also crazy. I know, we used to date.” The adult raccoon stuck his tongue out. “You tried that one before.”\n\nRichie snapped his fingers in defeat and climbed into the back seat of the car. Greg smirked and loaded Richie's bag into the trunk before making his way into the driver's seat. With a turn of the ignition, they were off. As they drove, Greg took the occasional glance to Richie in the backseat, who was playing on his 3DS. Greg got an idea and saw a side road coming up, with lots of foliage covering it. The raccoon smirked and turned onto it. Richie felt the car turn and looked up.\n\n“...This isn't the way home, daddy.” Richie said.\n\nGreg pulled the car over and turned it off, turning towards his son. “I know its not. It is, however, nice and shaded... I use this as a shortcut for work, hardly anyone comes this way, ever.”\n\n“...I think I know what you want.” Richie replied, a grin slowly forming on his face.\n\nGreg murred lowly and climbed over the front seat, getting into the back, and kneeling on the seat next to Richie. Richie slid closer to his dad, looking him in the eyes. “I just wanna give my game-winning boy a reward for being so good.” The adult said.\n\n“I can never say no to you, daddy.” Richie giggled.\n\n“I know you can't.”\n\nGreg cupped a paw under Richie's muzzle and pulled it close. Richie was very receptive, and wrapped his arms around his father as their muzzles met. Greg huffed and lowered his paw, his arms pulling his son into a close embrace as they kissed. The two raccoons let their tongues glide into each other’s mouths, their eyes closing as they made out. The adult leaned forward as his muzzle tilted, forcing his son's body slowly down onto his back as they swapped saliva.\n\nGreg's paws rubbed along his son's uniform-covered body, gliding along Richie's belly and hips. It wasn't long before those paws found their way to the top of Richie's uniform top, slowly working his way down the buttons of it. Richie blushed heavily and bucked himself up against his father's body as he felt his jersey open up. The two furs finally ended their kiss as Greg untucked his son's top and finished unbuttoning it, throwing the sides open.\n\n“You are the most adorable thing when you're like this, you know that?” Greg whispered sensually.\n\n“I know, daddy...” Richie whispered back, looking his father lovingly in the eyes.\n\nGreg shivered and pushed Richie's jersey down his arms, letting his chest sit totally exposed. The adult licked his lips and moved down, the adult's tongue immediately started to lap at one of Richie's fur-hidden nipples, making the raccoon cub gasp and lurch his body up. Greg chuckled and licked some more; Richie squirmed and laughed beneath his father. Greg huffed and slowly pulled away, a passionate look on his face.\n\n“I bet you're dying to get those pants off.” He teased.\n\n“Please, daddy...” Richie moaned.\n\nThe adult smirked and reached down to grab onto the belt of Richie's pants, unbuckling it and pulling it free of the pants. Greg wanted to just tear those pants off and go to town on his son right then and there like he would at home, but the shook that thought away and decided to be more intimate. He slowly slipped a paw into those uniform pants, then slipped past the hem of Richie's underwear. Richie gasped as he felt his father's fingers glide along his little stiffness, fully erect and tenting in his underwear.\n\n“Looks like someone's excited~.” Greg teased.\n\nRichie was blushing intensely at this point, and wiggled his arms out of his jersey, letting it flop to the floor of the car. His entire body was shivering as his dad gently touched and squeezed his member, the raccoon's eyes fluttering.\n\n“D-daddy... take it off already.” Richie pleaded.\n\nGreg chuckled and ruffled his son's hair with his free paw. Obeying his son's request, Greg snapped the pants open, hitched his fingers into the waistband of his son's briefs, and pulled both articles of clothing down his son's body, exposing his son's nethers to his view, his cubhood pulsing as it sprung free. The adult raccoon poked at the tip and let out a low purr.\n\n“I should suck on this a little, make you burst.” Greg whispered hotly. Richie blushed even more and nodded in response to that. “But I know what really makes you burst.”\n\n“Then gimme...” Richie whined.\n\nGreg laughed and started to undo his tented jeans. He didn't push his bottoms down, but he did pull the front of his underwear down, letting his cock spring forth, pre oozing from the tip. As Richie watched his father expose himself, he wiggled his legs. His cleats fell to the floor, and with enough squirming, his uniform pants and underwear flopped off. His jersey hung lazily off one arm. Richie went to remove his cap, bug Greg stopped him.\n\n“Leave it on. It looks adorable.” The adult requested.\n\nRichie giggled and nodded, grabbing onto his legs and spreading them for his father. Greg huffed and crouched, lifting Richie's lower body further. The raccoon licked his lips and immediately plunged his muzzle between Richie's rump, giving the boy's tailhole some firm licks with his tongue. The young boy gasped and reached his paws out, grabbing at the seat belt by his head. Greg glanced down at his boy and huffed, continuing his tongue assault. Richie squirmed and bit his lip after moaning loudly.\n\n“G-give it to me already, daddy!” Richie called out.\n\nGreg smirked and slowly separated his muzzle from his boy's pucker, licking his lips. “As you wish.”\n\nWasting no time, Greg angled himself, grabbing onto Richie's legs and throwing them around his waist. The leaned his body forward, eyes locked on his son as he slowly slipped his thick length into Richie's hole. The cub gasped out and arched his body up as his father pushed into him. Greg's length sunk into his son rather quickly, the adult hilting against his son's rump within seconds. As Greg let Richie adjust to the feeling of his dick, the adult looked down at his son.\n\n“Fast and deep? Or slow and gentle?” He asked.\n\n“You're giving me a lot of control today...” Richie giggled... “Deep.”\n\nGreg nodded and stroked his son's cheek in response. Planting both paws on either side of Richie's head, Greg began to pull his hips back... but stopped. He quickly slammed back in, building up a rhythm full of fervor. Richie made small little gasps and moans, his eyes shut tight as his father plowed him.\n\n“You make... s-such cute moans when we... have sex...” Greg huffed out between moans.\n\nRichie squeaked and smiled wide, his head back as he wiggled himself against his father. Greg felt that and chuckled slightly while he continued his thrusts. The adult reached under him, grabbing onto Richie's cubhood and stroking it eagerly. Richie gasped sharply and started writhing in pleasure, his blush growing deeper.\n\n“D-daddy, I'm close...” Richie whined.\n\n“Already?” Greg chuckles a bit. “W-wow, you must... really be pent-up...” Greg growled as he fucked his son.\n\nRichie huffs and shivers. “B-been saving up...”\n\nGreg murred and clenched his paws as his thrusts sped up. “T-that's sweet, honey... go ahead...”\n\nRichie squeaked and nodded, his body arching up into his father's paw as he went over, the cub shivering as his cubhood shot small spurts of cubby cum all over his belly. Greg watched his son's orgasm and growled lowly, his hips making his son's body rock and ripple with pleasure. A stirring in Greg's loins made him realize that he was close as well, probably from the rapid pace he was taking his young son.\n\n“I'm... mmfffnnn... actually n-not far behind ya, k-kiddo...” Greg whimpered.\n\n“Y-yay...” Richie panted out.\n\nAs Greg's thrusts got a bit more wild, the adult knew he couldn't hold back much longer. He looked down at his son, his hips up, little paws gripping the seat beat. If it were up to him, he'd fill Richie up with his hot load and leave it at that, probably film the orgasm and removal, showing off the cum leaking from his son. But, considering he already gave Richie a choice earlier...\n\n“O-out or... i-in?” Greg huffed.\n\nRichie's eyes lit up as he shivered with anticipation... and afterglow. “O...out, daddy!”\n\nGreg chuckled and growled, getting his phone out. He set it to video mode and started to record his last couple of thrusts, fast and firm.\n\n“A-alright... we're gonna take our bruuuuaaaaaaaaahh-! Our brush...” Greg huffed as he quickly pulled out, “And give our canvas a nice... even coat of... L-Liquid Whiiiiiiiiiiiiiiite!”\n\nGreg moaned out as his cock exploded. Thick load after thick load shot out onto Richie's body, coating his thighs, joining with the cum on hi belly, getting on his chest, and getting onto his face, even! Some spurts got onto Richie's tails, and a few specks even landed on Richie's wild hair and cap. The two furs panted heavily as the afterglow set in, a few small dribbles of cum leaking out of Greg's cock and painting Richie's cubhood.\n\n“G-get all that, dad?” Richie asked.\n\nGreg nodded and stopped recording. On his phone, he switched over to photo mode and held it up to get Richie's entire body in view. With a shutter sound, a photo of his white-splattered son appeared on his phone.\n\n“Now I have.”\n\nRichie giggled and leaned up to try and hug his dad. 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“It was nice that you had the time to come out here on the clock.” Greg said. “But won't the precinct be mad about it?”

Caitlyn shook her head. “Why? I have my radio if I get called.”

Greg shrugged and turned his attention back to the field. “Fair enough.”

Richie got himself into stance, lifting the bat high above his head, licking his lips as he did. His eyes darted over to his coach, who seemed rather excitable at the moment.

“Remember, Richie!” The team's coach called out, “You just need to get a base hit, and you win this thing right now.”

Richie nodded at his coach and tightened his grip on the bat. The coach from the other team was on the pitcher's mound, sizing Richie up. The raccoon cub smirked and got his bat up, ready to swing. The rival coach pulled his arm back, lifted his leg, and threw his arm out. The ball was sent soaring, cutting through the air and headed straight for Richie. The boy swung his bat...

*crack!*

The ball went arching high into the air! A bunch of other cubs from the other team, wearing red, white, and black-lined uniforms, ran to try and catch the ball. Richie, meanwhile, was running down the baseline, along with two other cubs in his team's blue, white, and gold. He bounded around first, and made his way to second. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the ball drop to the field, and a lion cub scoop it up. He chucked it towards the wolf cub on the plate, and Richie made a dive as the ball made it into the wolf's mitt...

“Safe! The Lions win!” Richie managed to eke out a double.

Half of the parents and cubs in the stands cheered as the entirety of both teams made their way to the field. After a congratulatory session with both teams, Richie made his way over to his parents, a big, childish grin on his face. His parents knelt down to meet him, and he threw himself into their embrace.

“That was a nice shot, Richie!” Greg exclaimed, ruffling his son's always-messy hair.

“My little slugger~.” Caitlyn said, kissing her son on the forehead.

“Come on, guys! It was nothing!” Richie replied, giggling sheepishly.

The parents smiled at each other before standing up. As soon as they did, Caitlyn's radio went off. “Officer Mathis, what is your location?”

The female raccoon sighed and answered her radio, “William B Ward Elementary, why?”

“We have a 10-55 on Quaker, you're the closest officer nearby.”

“10-4, on my way.” Richie's mother sighed “I need to go back to work now... you'll be going home with daddy, ok?” Caitlyn explained.

“Ok!” Richie replied. “Will you be home for dinner?”

Caitlyn nodded and pet her son's head. “Of course, sweetie. I'll make that mac n' cheese you like so much.”

“Yay!” Richie cheered as he hugged his mother again.

Caitlyn smiled and returned the embrace before she made her way back to her police car and drove off. Greg ushered Richie towards his sedan and opened the back door for his son. Richie pouted a bit and moved for the front.

“Woah there, slugger!” Greg said. “I told you before, gotta be double digits to unlock front seat privileges.”

“But Jus-”

Greg cut his son off with a stern look. “Justin's dad is also crazy. I know, we used to date.” The adult raccoon stuck his tongue out. “You tried that one before.”

Richie snapped his fingers in defeat and climbed into the back seat of the car. Greg smirked and loaded Richie's bag into the trunk before making his way into the driver's seat. With a turn of the ignition, they were off. As they drove, Greg took the occasional glance to Richie in the backseat, who was playing on his 3DS. Greg got an idea and saw a side road coming up, with lots of foliage covering it. The raccoon smirked and turned onto it. Richie felt the car turn and looked up.

“...This isn't the way home, daddy.” Richie said.

Greg pulled the car over and turned it off, turning towards his son. “I know its not. It is, however, nice and shaded... I use this as a shortcut for work, hardly anyone comes this way, ever.”

“...I think I know what you want.” Richie replied, a grin slowly forming on his face.

Greg murred lowly and climbed over the front seat, getting into the back, and kneeling on the seat next to Richie. Richie slid closer to his dad, looking him in the eyes. “I just wanna give my game-winning boy a reward for being so good.” The adult said.

“I can never say no to you, daddy.” Richie giggled.

“I know you can't.”

Greg cupped a paw under Richie's muzzle and pulled it close. Richie was very receptive, and wrapped his arms around his father as their muzzles met. Greg huffed and lowered his paw, his arms pulling his son into a close embrace as they kissed. The two raccoons let their tongues glide into each other’s mouths, their eyes closing as they made out. The adult leaned forward as his muzzle tilted, forcing his son's body slowly down onto his back as they swapped saliva.

Greg's paws rubbed along his son's uniform-covered body, gliding along Richie's belly and hips. It wasn't long before those paws found their way to the top of Richie's uniform top, slowly working his way down the buttons of it. Richie blushed heavily and bucked himself up against his father's body as he felt his jersey open up. The two furs finally ended their kiss as Greg untucked his son's top and finished unbuttoning it, throwing the sides open.

“You are the most adorable thing when you're like this, you know that?” Greg whispered sensually.

“I know, daddy...” Richie whispered back, looking his father lovingly in the eyes.

Greg shivered and pushed Richie's jersey down his arms, letting his chest sit totally exposed. The adult licked his lips and moved down, the adult's tongue immediately started to lap at one of Richie's fur-hidden nipples, making the raccoon cub gasp and lurch his body up. Greg chuckled and licked some more; Richie squirmed and laughed beneath his father. Greg huffed and slowly pulled away, a passionate look on his face.

“I bet you're dying to get those pants off.” He teased.

“Please, daddy...” Richie moaned.

The adult smirked and reached down to grab onto the belt of Richie's pants, unbuckling it and pulling it free of the pants. Greg wanted to just tear those pants off and go to town on his son right then and there like he would at home, but the shook that thought away and decided to be more intimate. He slowly slipped a paw into those uniform pants, then slipped past the hem of Richie's underwear. Richie gasped as he felt his father's fingers glide along his little stiffness, fully erect and tenting in his underwear.

“Looks like someone's excited~.” Greg teased.

Richie was blushing intensely at this point, and wiggled his arms out of his jersey, letting it flop to the floor of the car. His entire body was shivering as his dad gently touched and squeezed his member, the raccoon's eyes fluttering.

“D-daddy... take it off already.” Richie pleaded.

Greg chuckled and ruffled his son's hair with his free paw. Obeying his son's request, Greg snapped the pants open, hitched his fingers into the waistband of his son's briefs, and pulled both articles of clothing down his son's body, exposing his son's nethers to his view, his cubhood pulsing as it sprung free. The adult raccoon poked at the tip and let out a low purr.

“I should suck on this a little, make you burst.” Greg whispered hotly. Richie blushed even more and nodded in response to that. “But I know what really makes you burst.”

“Then gimme...” Richie whined.

Greg laughed and started to undo his tented jeans. He didn't push his bottoms down, but he did pull the front of his underwear down, letting his cock spring forth, pre oozing from the tip. As Richie watched his father expose himself, he wiggled his legs. His cleats fell to the floor, and with enough squirming, his uniform pants and underwear flopped off. His jersey hung lazily off one arm. Richie went to remove his cap, bug Greg stopped him.

“Leave it on. It looks adorable.” The adult requested.

Richie giggled and nodded, grabbing onto his legs and spreading them for his father. Greg huffed and crouched, lifting Richie's lower body further. The raccoon licked his lips and immediately plunged his muzzle between Richie's rump, giving the boy's tailhole some firm licks with his tongue. The young boy gasped and reached his paws out, grabbing at the seat belt by his head. Greg glanced down at his boy and huffed, continuing his tongue assault. Richie squirmed and bit his lip after moaning loudly.

“G-give it to me already, daddy!” Richie called out.

Greg smirked and slowly separated his muzzle from his boy's pucker, licking his lips. “As you wish.”

Wasting no time, Greg angled himself, grabbing onto Richie's legs and throwing them around his waist. The leaned his body forward, eyes locked on his son as he slowly slipped his thick length into Richie's hole. The cub gasped out and arched his body up as his father pushed into him. Greg's length sunk into his son rather quickly, the adult hilting against his son's rump within seconds. As Greg let Richie adjust to the feeling of his dick, the adult looked down at his son.

“Fast and deep? Or slow and gentle?” He asked.

“You're giving me a lot of control today...” Richie giggled... “Deep.”

Greg nodded and stroked his son's cheek in response. Planting both paws on either side of Richie's head, Greg began to pull his hips back... but stopped. He quickly slammed back in, building up a rhythm full of fervor. Richie made small little gasps and moans, his eyes shut tight as his father plowed him.

“You make... s-such cute moans when we... have sex...” Greg huffed out between moans.

Richie squeaked and smiled wide, his head back as he wiggled himself against his father. Greg felt that and chuckled slightly while he continued his thrusts. The adult reached under him, grabbing onto Richie's cubhood and stroking it eagerly. Richie gasped sharply and started writhing in pleasure, his blush growing deeper.

“D-daddy, I'm close...” Richie whined.

“Already?” Greg chuckles a bit. “W-wow, you must... really be pent-up...” Greg growled as he fucked his son.

Richie huffs and shivers. “B-been saving up...”

Greg murred and clenched his paws as his thrusts sped up. “T-that's sweet, honey... go ahead...”

Richie squeaked and nodded, his body arching up into his father's paw as he went over, the cub shivering as his cubhood shot small spurts of cubby cum all over his belly. Greg watched his son's orgasm and growled lowly, his hips making his son's body rock and ripple with pleasure. A stirring in Greg's loins made him realize that he was close as well, probably from the rapid pace he was taking his young son.

“I'm... mmfffnnn... actually n-not far behind ya, k-kiddo...” Greg whimpered.

“Y-yay...” Richie panted out.

As Greg's thrusts got a bit more wild, the adult knew he couldn't hold back much longer. He looked down at his son, his hips up, little paws gripping the seat beat. If it were up to him, he'd fill Richie up with his hot load and leave it at that, probably film the orgasm and removal, showing off the cum leaking from his son. But, considering he already gave Richie a choice earlier...

“O-out or... i-in?” Greg huffed.

Richie's eyes lit up as he shivered with anticipation... and afterglow. “O...out, daddy!”

Greg chuckled and growled, getting his phone out. He set it to video mode and started to record his last couple of thrusts, fast and firm.

“A-alright... we're gonna take our bruuuuaaaaaaaaahh-! Our brush...” Greg huffed as he quickly pulled out, “And give our canvas a nice... even coat of... L-Liquid Whiiiiiiiiiiiiiiite!”

Greg moaned out as his cock exploded. Thick load after thick load shot out onto Richie's body, coating his thighs, joining with the cum on hi belly, getting on his chest, and getting onto his face, even! Some spurts got onto Richie's tails, and a few specks even landed on Richie's wild hair and cap. The two furs panted heavily as the afterglow set in, a few small dribbles of cum leaking out of Greg's cock and painting Richie's cubhood.

“G-get all that, dad?” Richie asked.

Greg nodded and stopped recording. On his phone, he switched over to photo mode and held it up to get Richie's entire body in view. With a shutter sound, a photo of his white-splattered son appeared on his phone.

“Now I have.”

Richie giggled and leaned up to try and hug his dad. Greg stopped him and laughed, reaching under clothes on the floor and producing a towel. “Clean up first, then we can hug.”

Richie pouted and did as he was bid. When he was fully cleaned off, father and son shared a loving embrace.
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