Is it so wrong of me? I cared for him I raised him. are these feelings so wrong? And it’s not like he doesn’t return these feelings. We’ve slept together a lot…….no those feelings aren’t the problem. No the problem is that I don’t want to share him. 
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I bit my lip as I hear him and his friend laughing from upstairs. It takes all my self restraint to not run upstairs and break them up. no instead of force myself to stay downstairs and watch my football game; and wait until my son and his friend come down stairs and start saying their goodbyes. I sigh as I turn and look at my son. He’s tall, and built rather slim. He’s got on a simple blue skirt, a white tee-shirt; and a rather obvious outline of a sports bra under his shirt. on his legs he’s got a pair of rainbow stockings, and around his neck a small necklace I got him that has the word ‘princess’ in gold. I stand up and wait just out of sight as he and his friend hug before opening the door and letting his friend out. await a good 10 seconds after the door closes before I make my move. Rushing forward I grip my son’s shoulders and spin him around while at the same time lifting him off the floor. 
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He lets out a yelp of surprise which I cut off as I crush my lips against his. i growl as he kisses me back; and I can feel the fur on the back of my neck standing on end. I don’t let him down, instead I press my body against him pinning him to the wall while I tear open a nearby drawer and begin digging around for something that will suit my needs. I can feel our tongues swirling together and I grin as he shudders. I can feel his cock starting to swell from the kissing. My grin widens as I find what I’m looking for; a wool scarf. Spinning him around agains, I grin as he whimpers as I tie his wrists together. Slowly I lean into his ear. “you’re mine. I won’t share you with anyone. Especially not him.” he whimpers again before he responds back. “i…….dad……….not him.” but I growl. I know a lie when I hear one. “really cause………” I grin as I slip my hand under his skirt and feel his panties; instantly I recognize the fabric. “You’re wearing the red panties with the pink hearts on them. you only wear them when you want someone to take them off you.” again he shakes his head. I growl again. “I think you need to be punished for lying.”
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He yelps again as I toss him over my shoulder before carrying him into the living room and dropping him down onto the couch. God just looking at him is driving my wild. My own cock is straining against my underwear. Slowly I sit down next to him and pull him onto my lap so his butt is directly in front of me. SMACK. He yelps as I begin to spank him. he may act like he’s in pain but every time I spank him I feel his cock throb as he secretly enjoys this. After each smack I speak to him. “tell. Me. the. truth. You. like. him. don’t. you?” he doesn’t speak. He only nods; his face is covered in a faint red blush and I can tell he’s holding back a moan after each spank. I growl at his response and spank him harder. “you. want. Him. to. Fuck. you. don’t. you!” again he nods. And I growl. Spanking is too good for him. I throw him off my lap and push him against the cough so his head is resting just off the edge of the arm rest.
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I growl as I undo my belt and pull down my pants and underwear. I can't help but shudder in relief as my own throbbing cock hits the cool air. Leaning over the end of the couch I push the tip of my cock against my son’s lips; and grown in pleasure as I feel them part and allow my cock into his mouth. I shudder as I feel my son’s tongue reach out and begin licking my cock as I slowly start to pump in and out of his mouth. I don’t bother to hide the growl of pleasure as I lean further forward so I can drive my cock deeper into his mouth. It doesn’t take long before the knot in my stomach is tightening and my thrusts become rougher and deeper. growling again I grip my son’s shoulder and spin him around in mid thrust; so his back is against the couch and he’s head is bent backwards. Reach down I grab his shirt and tear through it. I feel him try to protest the destruction of his shirt. but I ignore it instead thrust even faster. 
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Running my fingers through his fur I groan and take several deep breaths as I feel the echoes of my upcoming orgasm. I stop thrusting and instead just bury my cock in his mouth; every time he exhales I feel the breath from his nose blow against my balls. Trailing my hands up his chest I grin evily as I tweak his nipples; making him moan loudly. My grin widens as I eye the erection that is poking out from his skirt and through his panties. I take a feel more deep breaths before I resume thrusting. I don’t bother to hold back the groans and moans that come from my mouth; I want him to know. Instead I busy myself with his nipples, pinching and tweaking them, enjoying the moans he gives off after each one. 
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When my first orgams hits me I growl and push my cock as deep into his mouth as it will go. I whimper slightly as I feel his tongue running against my cock making the orgasm that much more powerful. I feel the fur on the back of my neck stand up as my first load leaves my cock and erupts into his mouth; only for him to swallow every drop of this and the next 4 loads. The sight of him swallowing my loads drives me wild. And it just makes me cum that much more, just so I can see his throat move as he swallows it. Sadly my orgasm ends after only 8 loads. Pulling my cock from his mouth I roll my eyes as I find that there is still cum clinging to the throbbing red surface. But I only grin as I wipe the remaining cum on my son’s face. Leaning down I speak to him. “so have you learned your lesson?” he nods. But I growl in response. “what lesson did you learn?” he’s silent for a moment and my grin widens in eil joy as I see him swallow a few more times before speaking. 
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“I’m your. No one else can have me.”  I nod. “good. You learned your lesson………..i think you deserve a reward.” Leaning over my son I grin wider as I feel his body jerk when I grip his cock through his panties. I give it a few pumps through the brick and admire just how hard and big it’s become. The first time we slept together it was……moderate in size, maybe 7 inches long.  It’s grown and now stands at a rather large; 9 inches. Peeling back his panties I enjoy feeling his sticky pre-cum rub into my fur. Gripping his cock I start pumping it again; each moan and whimper he lets off only makes me pump harder, and faster. I can feel his body shuddering as he tried to hump upwards and into my hand. But I move so I’m leaning against his hips to prevent him from moving. I’m so wrapped up in my work that I forgot where my cock was. But I remember as I feel the tip of my son’s tongue roll out of his mouth and run up the length of my still hard cock. 
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For a minute I think about adjusting myself so he can't lick me. But that thought vanishes as he lips my cock again; making my legs shake slightly. I can't help it, my body is still sensitive from my orgasm and It only take a few more licks before I feel the echo of another orgasm begin to build. I growl and begin to pump his cock faster; enjoying the response I get as I watched his stocking covered toes clench and unclench. Tightening my grip on his cock I grin as his hips begin to buck as he inches closer and closer to his climax. “cum for me boy.” I can't hold back the blush as he responds. “yes……….dad.” he called me dad. I pump his cock faster, I wanna see him cum. I wanna hear him moan and gasp. I grip his cock as tightly as I can without hurting him. It’s enough to make him stop licking my cock and begin to whimper and moan loudly. 
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All at once I feel his body arch against my grip. I grin and hold him down preventing him from moving; leaving him only able to whimper as thick white globs of cum erupt from his cock and spatter his skirt and shirt. Despite his orgasm I keep pumping drawing the climax out making him whimper more and more. God his whimpering is addictive. I can feel his muscles tensing and relaxing as each glob of cum erupts from his cock, before arcing through the air and landing back on him. I grin as his tongue rolls out of his mouth to hang out the side. I slow my pumping; prolonging the afterglow of his orgasm. He responds by letting out a kind of purr that makes me smile. It feels good to be able to do this for my son. Not the sex…..although that’s nice to. I enjoy being able to make him happy; able to help him relax and feel safe. 
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Gently I let go of his cock and look down at him. his tongue is still hanging out of his mouth, his eyes are closed and his breathing is coming in ragged gasps. His skirt and pants are covered in his cum. slowly I move and pick up my son carrying him bridal style up the stairs and into my own bedroom. Even though he has his own he very rarely sleeps there. Instead he likes to sneak in with me. Setting him down on the bed I blush as he opens one of his eyes and looks at me. Reaching down I undo the cuffs around his wrists and watch as he slowly curls up into the blankets. I know what he wants………..I want it too. 
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I watch almost mesmerized as he rolls onto his stomach and pushes his butt into the air while at the same time lifting his tail. It’s all the invitation I need. I grip the base of his tail and feel the fur on the back of my neck stand up again as he whimpers. “be gentle.” The voice he speaks in is so soft and innocent. You’d think this was his first time; it’s not. We’ve been doing this for almost……a year now? Has it really been that long? But I push that thought from my head as I lean forward and feel the tip of my cock push against his tailhole. I feel him inhale sharply and I smile as I lean forward a bit more; just enough for the tip of my cock to ‘pop’ into him. I inhale just like he does. God he so warm. It takes all my self control to not bury myself up to my balls in him. but I don’t instead I slowly continue to lean forward, burry myself deeper and deeper into my son’s warm twitching body. 
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I love the sounds he making. The whimpers and groans. They drive me wild. I want more of them. I push in a bit faster and growl in response to the moan that escapes his mouth. A second later I grip his shoulders and pull him up s his back is against my chest. I force his head to turn and I kiss him; my tongue rolling into his mouth and running through it as I burry myself the rest of the way inside him; enlisting a loud moan from him. it feels……..amazing. he so warm and each twitch feels amazing against my cock. we break the kiss and I see he’s smiling. “I love you dad.” God why did he have to say that? I can't stop the blush that covers my face. Gently I nuzzle his neck; breathing in his scent. “I love you to son.” At the end of the sentence I pull out and gently push back in. he groans and arches against my chest. I repeat the motion and again he groans. 
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Slowly I come into a rhythm. Pulling out before pushing back in. gently I wrap my arms around him holding him close to me. I push my nose against his neck and inhale again. God his smell is intoxicating. I speed up drawing a bigger moan from him. soon the room is filled with the sounds of my hips smacking against his butt. It feels so good. I can feel it; every time my cock pushes inside him his own cock twitches making his body shudder which causes his inside to twitch violently; which only makes me pump into his faster. I’m moaning to now, our moans mix up and it becomes impossible to tell whose moans are whose. I hold him close to my chest. I’m afraid to lose him. afraid to lose what we have at this moment. I feel his insides tighten for a moment and I know what is about to happen. 
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I reach around and grip his cock; and begin milking it. I wanna feel this part…… I moan out as I feel his insides tighten around my cock as his orgasm starts. Instinctually I lean forward so he can't move away and try to pull me out. Burying my nose in his fur I inhale sharply as I feel my own orgasm start. The whole time my hand pups his cock drawing out more and more cum. Normally I pull out. That’s always been how this goes. As soon as my orgasm starts I pull out, and cum on his chest, or his back; but not this time. I want him to be mine; I wanna mark him, he’ll belong to me. I feel him shudder as I push my cock as deep as it will go inside him; burying myself so deep that our balls touch. It feels……amazing. His insides twitching and squirming around my cock, drawing out every drop o f cum I have left. Again I force his head around so I can kiss him. It’s a more desperate kind of kiss. 
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I want him to know. I want him to understand how much he means to me; how much what we have means to me. I can only pray he understands as he kisses me back. we kiss for another moment both of us riding out or orgasms. As they end we break apart, both gasping for air. Suddenly I feel drain of energy and I find it’s hard to keep this position. I slump against the bed and pull him down against me. I love him so much; I love my son. I blush again as he says what I’m thinking. “I love you dad.” I pull him closer. “I love you too son.”