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It was 6pm on a Saturday, and a trained churned at high speed over an arched bridge. It's destination was Vancouver, and it wasn't the only train that would be making it's trip to the bustling city that day. A young cat, with a white and blue-ish coat, was wriggling happily in his seat as he watched the hills roll by in front of his very eyes.

Leo was excited. He had waited the majority of the summer to go to VCON, the oldest and probably the largest gaming convention that was set in the busy city of Vancouver, but he had initially been crestfallen. The age restriction meant he couldn't go alone, and he knew his father would have never let him take the train on his own to go either, even if he was able to attend without an adult. But, he had gotten a response he'd not been expecting: his father had agreed to take him.

That had left Leo feeling like a bundle of excitement, barely able to sit still as he stared at the trees that zipped by. His father sat opposite him, dressed in a fine shirt and trousers, reading yet another newspaper. They had left earlier that morning, and the train ride hadn't taken too long so far. Within 10 minutes or so, they'd be in Vancouver. From there, it was a matter of booking their hotel. The convention didn't actually start until tomorrow, but they had suggested going in a day earlier, just so they didn't miss it. Leo had been eager to agree, of course.

The only matter that had been left unattended, for the most part, was Leo's costume. He was adamant about wearing something to show his devotion to digital entertainment, but he had spent a long time deciding on what he wanted to be. He had eventually decided on someone named Rockman, or Megaman. He seemed to flick between the two names, but he insisted they were one of the same person. Both of them sounded like superheroes to his father, so he hadn't questioned it. A quick search on eBay had given him a wide variety of costumes, and he picked out a suitable one. He hadn't taken into account the size, however.

Of course, Leo had been eager to try it on before they left, though his father was adamant that he shouldn't wear it on the train, for one reason only that he didn't want to share. From what Leo's father could guess, the actual size of the suit was smaller then what it had said online, and this was presumably down to the size chart used by those in the eastern part of the globe. Because of that, it had looked very tight on his son. Enough to be passable, but for a father who was smitten with his boy's young body? Well, he couldn't have him wriggling about in it on the train, or he might do something he would regret. Still, the adult's mind often wandered, thinking about the way he looked. He tried not to think about it too much.

"Do you think there'll be a lot of people there, dad?" His son asked with wide eyes and an innocent grin on his face. His father looked over at him over the top of his newspaper, adjusting the monocle clenched tightly between his eyebrow ridge and cheekbone.

"I'm certain of it, old bean. This is the longest running convention for the digital arts in Canada. I'm sure it's a big hit." He assured his son. Of course, the man had done his research. He didn't want to get into something he knew nothing about, after all.

"Yeah..." Leo sounded a little vacant as he stared out the window with a rather dreamy expression on his face. He wanted someone to pinch him to make sure he wasn't dreaming, but then he was scared he might wake up. This was like a fantasy that had turned real, and he didn't want it to end.

The sky was beginning to darken, albeit slowly, as they pulled into Vancouver station. The duo stepped out of the train amongst a crowd of people. Leo's father held the luggage, whilst Leo kept a firm from on his father's shirt to make sure he didn't lose him in the crowd. The two of them wandered along and out of the station onto the busy street, where cars zipped past, and they heard the blaring of sirens in the distance. It was the same as any other city: busy and chaotic.

Luckily, Leo's Father had carefully constructed a map in his mind of the route they needed to take from the station. The convention itself was far on the other side of the city, but the hotels around it were packed. Luckily for the two of them, there was a reasonably priced, and definitely well-made hotel not too far from the station that few people used around this time of year. The adult feline had already booked them a single room with two single beds: he didn't want to arouse any suspicion from the hotel staff at ordering a double bed for him and his son.

The walk took no less then 5 minutes, and they eventually stood outside a hotel known as 'The Nightly Inn'. Leo could swear that there should have been a 'K' around there somewhere, but it was nowhere to be seen. The two headed inside, making their way up to the receptionist's counter. Leo wandered around the lobby whilst his father briefly spoke to the man standing behind the counter, eventually receiving his room key. With a brief exchange of pleasantries, Leo quickly made his way over to his gesturing father, and the two headed upstairs.

The room itself wasn't too bad. It was a little cramped, but for the price they paid, it was certainly more than they could have hoped for. Leo giggled and clambered his way onto his own bed, nestling himself down against the covers as his father placed the suitcases on his side of his bed. He, too, hopped onto the bed and sighed, relaxing a little. Sitting opposite from them was a TV, and a reasonably-sized one too. He'd also checked out their website, finding out that they had room service going on all day, as well as an outdoor pool. It was certainly lavish in the adult's eyes, and Leo seemed equally as captivated.

"Shall we order some grub, my dear boy? Get an early night in preparation for all the fun and adventure we have tomorrow?" His father suggested, and Leo grinned, nodding happily in response. The adult feline leant to the left and scooped the phone from it's dock, speaking briefly into the receiver after pressing a handful of buttons that were labelled on the bottom of the phone. They waited all of 20 minutes, before a knock came at the door.

They had picked a good time to order, and for good reason: it was around this time that dinner was typically served, so all it took was for them to lay it out on a plate and send it up. Leo's father graciously thanked the delivery woman, before they were left in peace. Leo switched on the television, and the two ate in silence, watching a variety of boring channels and advertisements as they chewed their food. It was the best they could get.

Leo's father had insisted on an early night, and that was exactly what happened. A couple of hours after their arrival, the lights were out and the two were nestled down to sleep. It was the optimum time for the pair of them: the 9 year old feline needed a lot of sleep at his age, and Leo's father was definitely run ragged trying to corral his son most of the time that left him desiring a lot of sleep as well. The two snoozed soundly well into the morning.

The convention was due to open at 10am, and the two luckily awoke at around 8 in the morning, mainly out of habit. This was the time that Leo usually got up for school, and even into the weekend, it had become a habit to wake up at a certain time. Leo's father was originally going to suggest breakfast, until he realised they had little time to get to the convention. On the promise of getting lunch whilst they were out, the two got dressed.

Leo's father could help but let his eyes wander at his son's lithe form, watching him step naked into the skin-tight suit. Leo's father didn't really had a costume himself, and just dressed up in a shirt and trousers, like he usually did. He slipped on his jacket as hie eyes scanned up and down his son's figure.

"Can you zip me up?" Leo asked, wriggling a bit in his suit as he tugged on a pair of blue briefs that made up the pants part of his suit. Leo's father moved forward, standing behind his son as the young feline placing the blue helmet over his head, covering the majority of his hair and ears.

"You look cute." His father mumbled, sliding his hands down Leo's sides and curling around to his rump. He gave it a playful squeeze and the young feline tensed, pouting a little.

"Dad, not now, we've gotta go!" He was certainly eager to get going, caring little about his father's lust. The adult rolled his eyes and chuckled to himself as he pulled the zipped up from the small of his son's back up to the back of his neck. He patted his shoulder to signal he was finished, and the older feline collected his wallet. He ushered his son out the door and locked the hotel room behind him. They headed down to the lobby and briefly signed out, with the promise of returning. The staff simply liked to keep a record of who came in and out.

In order to get to the convention, the two would have to take a bus to get there. It was on the other side of Vancouver, which meant that the bus ride would probably take around half an hour to get to their destination. They rushed to the bus stop just in time, and Leo's father paid for their tickets. The two of them moved into the bus and Leo quickly made his way up the steps to the upper floor of the bus. He wanted to see the city from above. With a roll of his eyes, his father soon following, ushering them towards the back, where they could sit in peace. The bus was beginning to fill up with people, but none of them made their way to the back, oddly enough.

"You know, you really are cute in that little outfit of yours, my dear boy." Leo's father muttered again, putting an arm around his son and gently stroking his shoulder with his hand. The little cub wriggled against him, a goofy grin playing upon his face.

"T-Thanks, Dad." Leo mumbled in response, feeling a little shy now. He didn't often get complimented, so it was only natural.

"That's quite alright." His father mused, sliding a hand down Leo's body and stroking along his hip. His fingers gently pressed against the suit, stroking and groping against the flesh underneath. Leo felt the colour rise to his cheeks as a wave of nerves crept over his body. He leant against his father, putting a hand onto his leg.

"D...Dad, we're on a bus. You can't..." Leo began nervously, peeking up from his seat to look over the people sitting in front of them. They were at least 2 rows of seats in front that were empty, but there were a number of other people sitting in front of them after that. He felt his little heart pounding in his chest as the prospect.

"Then just a little, hm? Nothing too fancy..." His father suggested, slipping his free hand down to his trousers. He scanned over the crowd and quickly glanced to the seats next to them, before he unzipped his trousers. Leo's eyes were trained on his crotch, watching nervously as his father tugged his member from out of his pants, letting the half-hard, humanoid cock flop down against his trousers. He reached over to Leo's hand, and guided it towards his dick. The young feline knew what to do at this point, of course. He just didn't want to get caught.

"That's it..." Leo's father whispered, as the young boy's hand wrapped firmly around the pulsing length. He watched it grow and twitch in his little hand as he slid his digits pu and down, curling the foreskin over the glans and back down again. He felt a pressure on the back of his head, and knew his father was pushing his head down, desiring a little more than just his small hand. Obediently, he lowered his head and pressed his lips against the tip of the cock. His small tongue stuck out and rolled around the smooth, silky head of his father's cock. He heard his Dad groan and felt the hips rolling up against his tiny mouth.

He positioned himself a little better, angling his head slightly to the right as he planted his hand on the base of his father's cock. Slowly, he pushed his mouth down, feeling his father's hand slid down his back to cup his clothed behind. He wriggling in the suit a little and steadily bobbed his head, hearing his father's shaky breaths, accompanied by the thick pulsing in his small mouth. His hand squeezed and gripped the base of the member as he slid his head lower, inch by inch. He was soon met with the salty taste of his father's pre-cum, and his tongue coiled and rolled to lick it up, sliding the wet appendage over the sensitive glans as he slipped his head back.

He began into a steady rhythm of bobbing. He and his father had done this multiple times over in various scenarios, and Leo considered himself experienced enough in giving head to know what his father liked. He angled his head and pushed his head down, keeping his teeth far away from the sensitive flesh as the head of the member slid firmly against the roof of his mouth, gliding towards the back of his throat. He felt a sticky, wet dollop of pre-cum deposit itself in the back of his throat and he quickly gulped it down, letting the cock follow it further down. He took in a deep breath through his nostrils as he pushed his head onto the member, letting it slid into his throat. His muscles squeezed and pressed down, and he heard his father shudder in delight.

"Mmh. Yes, almost. Just keep going a little longer...!" His father hurriedly urged him, his hand eagerly groping and squeezing his son's tight behind as Leo bobbed his head faster and faster. He took another few deep breaths through his nose as he slipped his head up and down, letting it down around in his throat and along the roof of his mouth quite eagerly. He coaxed his father along with a few pumps of his hand to the base of the member, and that was all his father needed to blow his load. Leo was signalled by a restrained, quiet groan, and a hand shot to the back of his head. Leo obediently pushed his mouth down as much as he could, almost taking the entire member in his mouth as it shoved right into the back of his throat. Leo scrunched his eyes shut as thick dollops of cum shot right into his throat, travelling down into his stomach. He wriggled a little as he held his breath, letting his father's orgasm play as much as he could. Even Leo's father was gauging how long his son would last, but he eventually let him go. The cub slipped his head up and took in a quiet gasp of air, wiping his mouth.

He stared down at his father's dick, coated in a mixture of spittle of cum, and he knew what he Dad would ask him next. Without waiting for the question, Leo lowered his head and slathered his tongue up and down the slightly drooping member, collecting whatever small strings of cum were still settled upon up. He wiped the cock clean with his mouth and gulped down every last salty remnant of his father's orgasm, before wiping his mouth once more.

Leo's father panted tiredly, quickly stuffing his trousers back into his pants as he smoothed down his features. He was, admittedly, a little flustered. He mumbled his thanks to his son and leant over, planting a kiss upon his forehead. Leo grumbled in response and wriggled a little in the seat, settling himself down again as he watched out the window. His father's gaze traced down to the tiny bulge in his son's suit, and he smirked. He hadn't lied: his son was adorable in that outfit.

Luckily, they were just in time to hop off the bus and get to the convention, and the excitement showed on Leo's face as the bus churned to a halt outside of the stop. The two felines got to their feet, and a number of other passengers did as well, more than likely for the same reason. They headed down the steep steps onto the bottom floor of the bus, and stepped out into the busy street. It was beginning to get crowded with people, but the adult's hands were free this time. He clasped Leo's hand in his own and they set off.

The convention entrance was just about as grand as the interior. A grand depiction of Sonic and Tails hung over the top of the entrance, the duo shown fighting a horde of robots, with the logo for VCON underneath them. Leo was taken instantly by the depiction, and he had to get his father to tug him along, or else he might have stood there for all time.

The interior of the building was better than Leo had imagined. The actual convention itself was housed inside a large hall, designed for the very thing they were attending. A number of corridors lead off to the left and right, some for bathrooms, and others were staff only. Their main area was the giant expanse of the main lobby, which housed a number of different setups and stalls. Some held Demo's for games that were coming out or were in development, whilst others were purely panels for people to ask and answer questions. Some were simply merchandise booths. Leo was taken away by all of it, and he tugged his father along as they moved in and around the other people.

Leo's filter when it came to talking to strangers seemed to be non-existent, and on more than one occasion, he had left his father's side to bother some well-dressed man or woman who was dressed up like a video character he knew. Leo's father had a feeling it would happen, and had made sure to document his hi-jinks with his camera. Leo was happy to pose for a number of shots with various cosplayers, and the delight showed on his face in every single photo.

Leo tugged his father along through the rest of the convention as they avoided the corridors leading down into cramped panel rooms. Leo planned to attend them later, but his main aim at the moment was the number of different stalls in front of his very eyes. They passed a stand that Leo briefly paused at, where a short Corgi sat behind a table, showing off a demo for a young black dog dressed in Egyptian finery. The feline moved onwards, scanning over a stall where an aqua-furred feline was showing off a beat-'em-up game. The convention wasn't just for big developers, for for indie gamers as well.

But then, Leo finally set his eyes on something that made his jaw stopped. They passed by the Capcom booth, and Leo poked his head in to see the various merchandise. His eyes set upon a long, wooden, carved staff, with mixtures of red and blue at either end. He recognised it immediately as one of Kilik's unlockable weapons in Soul Calibur 2, notably one of his favourite games.

"Ah, caught your eye, did it?" The female lizard behind the counter smiled, noticing the child's awe-struck expression. She scooped the staff off of it's stand and tured it over, setting it out over the counter to show it off. Leo's hand trembled as he raised his fingers up, stroking over the finely-carving etching over the staff itself.

"It's incredible..." Leo mumbled and his gaze snapped up to his father, who knew exactly what that look meant. The adult feline shifted on the spot for a moment, before he glanced over towards the woman, gesturing down to the staff.

"How much is it, Madam?" He asked. The woman smiled at him and reached over to the price tag, pausing for a moment before she flipped it over. Leo's father looked down at the price tag and felt his heart skip a beat. 2000 Canadian Dollars.

His eyes flicked from his son's crestfallen face, to the woman's apologetic expression. He could tell his son would have killed for the staff, and despite the price, he did want his son to be happy. After a resigned sigh, he slowly nodded, reaching into his pocket to pull out his wallet. The woman smiled widely and rang up the price on her small till, turning a small machine over for him to place his debit card into. At first, Leo was confused, before his eyes lit up, putting two and two together.

He could have practically screamed in delight, but it dwindled into a squeal of pure bliss. He wrapped his arms around his father's hips and hopped up and down on the spot, a wide, goofy grin plastered across his face. His father chuckled briefly as he thanked the woman, taking the staff in hand.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!" His son repeated over and over, trying to reach for the staff to grasp it within his hands, hopping up and down, giggling madly. His father rolled his eyes, planting a hand on his head.

"Ah, ah, ah. You can have it when we get to the hotel, my dear boy. Wouldn't want you smacking anyone in the face now, would we?" He reminded Leo, and the feline paused for a moment. It was a fair deal, at least, and he nodded, though he was a little disappointed. But, at least it was his, and that very thought kept his smiling.

As they walked onwards, the young boy felt a familiar stirring in his loins, and knew exactly what it was. He paused for a moment, before turning to his father, grinning sheepishly.

"I need the bathroom."

Leo's father sighed briefly and peered over the crowd, scanning the various doors around the area until he finally found one that signalled where the toilets were. He grasped his son's hand and lead him onwards.

They wormed their way through the crowd until they were back where they had entered. Leo's father spotted the toilets on the right-hand side, and he lead them along towards the bathroom, stepping inside. It was a little dirty, but it was mostly empty, bar from the couple of people standing over at the urinal. The older feline was surprised: he had expected more people to be here using the bathroom. Leo quickly waddled his way into a stall and shut the door behind him.

His father waited just outside with the staff in hand, rolling his eyes. Leo was taking an awfully long time, and he could hear the young boy shuffling about in the stall, his boots clicking against the floor.

"Dad? I...need some help." Leo called out, but he whispered the last part as quietly as he could. His father sighed and watched as the door unlocked for a moment. He swung open the cubicle door and stepped inside, shutting it behund him. He propped the staff up in the corner of the cubicle.

"What's this about them, hm?" His father asked crouching down. His son wasn't even undressed, and was simply sitting on the toilet seat in his outfit. A small grin spread across the boy's face as he shifted towards the edge of the seat, leaning in.

His father hadn't expected what came next. Leo pulled him in and planted a kiss on his father's lips. To Leo, he was repaying his father back and showing how much he loved him. To his father, this was an incredibly spontaneous act, but one that kick-started his carnal instincts. He pressed the kiss back into his son's mouth, his hands sliding down to stroke and roam the young boy's figure. Their mouths wormed together as Leo's father forced his tongue into the young feline's mouth, rolling their fleshy appendages around.

Leo's father let out a quiet, shaky exhale as a hand slipped around Leo's back, trailing up to the zipped on the back of his neck.He grasped the tiny zipped between his fingers and steadily pulled it down, slowly, his mouth still pressing and worming againt his son's own. His free hand stroked the front of the young boy's suit, pressing against his tiny little cock and feeling it stir under his touch. The small cat gently huffed and panted, knowing that a number of people were outside the stall. The two had to be cautious.

Leo's father reached up, slipping his hands into the hem of the suit and slipping it down his son's shoulders, exposing his naked body underneath. A hand trailed to the boy's nipple, gently pinching it and rolling it between his thumb and forefinger, causing the poor kid to squirm under his father's touch. Slowly, Leo began to lean back as the suit went lower and lower, until his father broke the kiss to briefly tug it under his son's rump, exposing his naked behind and his half-hard little dick flopping against his stomach. His father didn't stop there: his hands raised up to remove the bulky blue boots, and take the suit off completely. His son sat on the nude, looking momentarily flustered, his legs spread completely.

Leo's father scanned over his son's beautiful small body for a moment, before he set to his task. He knelt down on his knees in front of him and leant forwards, pressing the kiss again as one hand hungrily roamed his son's body. Their crotches bumped together, but only for a moment; Leo's father tugged his hips back enough to unzip his trousers, tugging his pants down to expose his thick cock. He rolled his hand around the glans, smearing the pre-cum that coated his end over what he could. He leant forwards and pressed the head against his son's tight ass. Leo was used to his dick by now, and admittedly, his father was thinking too much ahead. He only had one thing on his mind: his son's tight ass.

He steadily pushed forwards and Leo briefly winced, his toes curling as the cock dug deeper and deeper into his tiny ass. His muscles spasmed and clenched, and his father briefly parted the kiss, their lips lingering mere inches from each other as he pushed deeper. The two of them caught their breath, breathing heavily against one-another, before their lips met again. His father planted one hand on Leo's side, whilst the other steadied as his shoulder. He was firmly embedded half-way, and he slowly began to thrust.

He was gently at first, but steadily began to put more force behind it. What started as a slow rolling of his hips soon turned into lustful, purely carnal pounding. He tugged back a couple of inches and thrust, over and over, hilting inside each time. Each thrust was met with a wet slap of his hips, and neither of them seemed to care who heard them now. Luckily, the majority of the people around them had left. Presumably a couple had stayed, but their intentions were unknown. The two felines pressed their lips together, their tongues worming around each other. Small groans escaped their mouths as the adult feline's hips bucked against the spasming, clenching backside. He deposited thick spurts of pre-cum into his son's asshole, making each thrust easier than the last.

He eventually brung his head back as he felt his climax beginning to reach it's peak. He rolled his head back and stared down at his son's flustered face and the tiny, flaccid cock that bounced between his legs, flopping up and down with each thrust. Slowly, Leo's father lowered a hand, trailing it down past Leo's hip and over to his ankle. He rolled the cub over slightly as he brung the foot to his face, and Leo's expression turned from pure pleasure to a mixture of confusement and brief uncomfortableness.

Slowly, his father started to lock his tiny paw, smearing his tongue over the sole of his clean footpaw and rolling his tongue around the toes. A small, quiet groan escaped his father's mouth as he continued to buck his hips, his tongue poking and sliding between the toes, covering every inch of the footpaw in a thin layer of spittle. Leo didn't know why his father was doing it: to him, it was a little ticklish, even a little weird, too. He couldn't help but squirm his toes from the sensation, briefly curling his toes around the tongue and squishing it beneath his digits. His father groaned in pure ecstasy, pushing the foot into his mouth as he suckled on a few of the toes.

Suddenly, he was cumming. His eyes rolled into the back of his head as his thrusting slower, pushing himself as deep as he could into his son's backside. His tongue continued to worm around the toes, slurping hungrily as his cock pulsed, shooting thick, wet, gooey ropes of cum into the cub's backside. Leo huffed briefly, feeling the warmth suddenly spreading throughout his loins, accompanied by the wet, slick sound of the tongue slurping his foot. His nose wrinkled briefly in confusement and mild disgust, but he didn't dwell on it. He quietly stroked his stomach, feeling the cock inside him, pressing against his stomach.

"Hah..." His father panted softly, eventually bringing his mouth back, a string of saliva hanging between one of Leo's toes and his own mouth. He let go of the ankle and rolled his son back again, grinning down at him and admiring his flustered expression. The cub grinned back up at him, sitting up a little to stroke his father's chest. His dad slowly leant down, and the two met in a brief kiss again, their tongue sliding up against each other.

Eventually, his father leant back, slowly getting to his feet as he withdrew from his son's behind. He knew this wouldn't be good, especially with the skin-tight suit on his boy's behind. He reached for the roll of toilet paper and smeared it against his son's behind, briefly leaning him up as he helped Leo to his feet. The young feline shifted on the spot for a moment before slowly getting dressed as his father stroked over his body. The young boy giggled, leaning against his father here and there. His dad helped to zip up his suit, and they were off again, with the staff firmly in hand. Luckily, no-one had been in the bathroom by the time they left.

"What do you want to do now then, my dear boy?" His father asked him, tugging his sleeve back to check the time. "It's about 3 in the afternoon."

"Um..." Leo knew the convention would shut for the day pretty soon, typically at around 5. He looked up at his Dad and grinned sheepishly, shrugging.

"Is there anything else you wanted to see today? I have a schedule." He fished one out of a bag he had been carrying around with him, flicking to the current date to see what panels were on. His son skimmed through them and shook his head. His father pressed a hand to his son's head and patted the helmet, before he gestured towards the exit. The two left, but with plants to go each day the convention was running. It was more or less on all week, so there was plenty for them to do.

They made their way back to the bus stop and waited patiently for the shuttle back to their hotel. They didn't have to wait too long, and they hopped on. Once more, Leo wanted to head to the upper level, and his father was happy to oblige. They sat in the back once more.

"So, did you enjoy yourself today, old bean?" His father asked him, putting an arm around him once more, with the long staff firmly held in his grip in the other hand. Leo nodded up at his dad and crawled into his lap, pressing his small back up against his father's clothed chest. The older feline smiled, putting an arm around his son and gently planting a kiss upon his head. Well, his helmet, at least.

"Dad..." His son began, wriggling in his lap as he peeked his head around at his father, wrinkling his nose. "I've, uh. Got a question."

"Oh? And what might that be?" His father asked, lowering his head down so he could hear his son better.

"How come when we do stuff, you never let me...you know. You don't touch me as well?" Leo lowered his gaze, feeling as if he'd asked a bad question. He heard his father chuckle in response and could feel the zipped sliding down his back again. After a brief moment, he felt the warmth of his father's fingers against his fur, sliding around towards his front and stroking his belly.

"Do you want me to?" His father asked, barely above a whisper. Leo squirmed and leant his head back, the colour rising to his cheeks. Slowly, he nodded, and he felt his father's hand sliding lower and lower. The fingers pressed against his tiny, flaccid member, tugging and pulling at his small foreskin. He squirmed in his seat, breathing hard through his nose. The hand lowered to his balls, gently cradling and touching the tiny balls as his cock pulsed into life, steadily growing harder.

Leo was, in no way, a decent size compared to his father, that much was clear. It was hard to say if he was even well-endowed for his age. Whatever the case, his father seemed to enjoy the feel of it. His fingers rolled around the tiny dick, stroking the glans through his foreskin and stroking the length up and down, slowly coaxing the young boy's cock into full-hardness.

"Hmm? What's that?" His father queried, chuckling to himself as he watched his son's flustered face. The older feline wrapped his hand completely around the boy's small member and steadily began to pump his hand up and down. Leo's breath hitched in his throat and he placed a hand firmly on his dad's forearm through the suit, his cheeks burning with a blush, his mouth agape. The pleasure shot through his body like sparks of electricity, making him quiver and shudder in all the right places.

He wasn't going to take long, and he knew it. His breath grew heavier and heavier as his father mercilessly jerked him off, his hand pistoning up and down on the young kid's member. No liquid came forth amidst his pleasure, still lacking the functions to make any actual semen yet. He rolled his head back, panting harshly. He was almost there.

"P-Please..." He begged quietly, closing his eyes. His body tensed up as his loins burned with desire, the pressure building in his member. He tried to hold out as long as possible, trying desperately to hold onto the feeling, but he was unable to. A small whimper escaped his throat as he orgasmed, his cock twitching and pulsing happily in his father's grips, though making no liquid. He huffed and bucked his hips as his father's movements slowed, and the young boy collapsed against his father's body, panting heavily.

"There we go..." His father muttered pleasantly, chuckling to himself as he gently squeezed the member a few times, before finally bringing his hand back. He didn't want to overstimulate the poor boy. He planted a quick kiss on Leo's cheek, before he pulled his hand out of the suit completely, zipping it back up again. The bus churned to a halt, and Leo's father peeked out of the window, realising it was their stop. He hurriedly got to his feet and dragged his son along with him, who quickly followed.

The walk back to the hotel was short, and the two checked in, settling into their room. It was about 4pm now, and the two of them looked pretty tired. But the night was only just beginning, and Leo's father knew it. 2 minutes after getting into their hotel room, Leo was already eyeing the staff, grinning goofily over at his father. His dad gestured, giving him permission to have his fun. Leo giggled happily and made his way over, snatching it up.

Whilst Leo pretended to be Kilik, swinging the staff around, his father ordered room service for the two of them, considering neither of them had ate. He ordered them a startlingly delicious buffet which would hopefully satisfy the both of them. It was brung up half an hour later, and they sat down to eat. Leo had tired himself out a little, but he never let the staff leave his side as he chewed away at his food, watching the television with his father.

They spent the rest of the evening doing more or less nothing. Leo's father had packed his son's Gamecube for him and set it up for the TV, which Leo played happily for a few hours whilst his father got to rest and read a book. As it neared the evening, Leo's Dad got an idea in his head. He slipped off the bed and grinned down at his son, nudging him with a shoe.

"Leo, chap. What say we go and use the pool, go for a swim?" He suggested. Of course, he knew it was closed...but what was life without a little bit of adventure now and again?

"Really? Can we?" Leo asked, pausing his game and getting to his feet, before he frowned. "You didn't pack my swimming trunks..."

"We don't need them. Come on." He tugged the helmet off of his son's head and lead him by the hand to the door, grinning down at the boy as he ushered him through, locking it behind them. They headed down to the lobby and found it remarkable empty. Luckily, they didn't need to pass the receptionist: after a brief pause to check the coast was clear, before ushering his son through the entrance to the pool area. He chuckled to himself when he found the place empty. No-one would spot them, for sure.

"Care for a skinny dip, Leo?" His father suggested, already unbuttoning his shirt and trousers. Leo watched in surprise as his father rather quickly began to undress, before he did the same, stepping out of the large blue boots and fiddling with his zipped until it finally came undone. In a matter of moments, the two were completely naked. Leo, excited and hyped up, was the first to take the plunge. He giggled in delight and hopped off the edge of the pool, leaping into the water. His father quickly joined him, the two of them creating a sizeable splash.

They messed around with each other in the pool, splashing water at one-another and diving under the surface to confuse one-another, which worked marvellously. Leo's father had to admit that the sight of his son underwear was amazing, especially with the lights shining down above him. His tiny balls had no gravity in the water, causing them to float around around his crotch, his little feet wiggling. It was cute!

He raised himself up to the surface as his son spotted him, trying to splash after in his direction. His father dodged as best as he could as he got closer and closer. He eventually bridge the gap between them and clutched his son by the arms, grinning down at him. Leo beamed up at his father with a happy expression.

"I love you." Leo's father said rather promptly, and Leo's eyes widened, taken aback by the words. It wasn't the words in particular, but his tone. His father was glistening in the moonlight, the light bouncing off of his wet fur. The floodlights behind him gave him a rather otherworldly aura, one that made Leo's heart skip a beat. He felt the colour rising to his cheeks immediately, and his father leant his mouth down.

They pressed their lips together into a slow, gentle kiss. Leo felt all of his father's passion in that single touch of his lips, and it made his skin prickle and his fur tingle. He practically melted against his Father's body, leaning into him and plancing his hands on his arms to keep him steady. The kiss pressed deeper, their tongues gently, slowly flicking against one-another. For a moment, it felt as if it were just them in the entire world.

His father moved the pair of them, drifting through the water towards the edge. He slipped up onto the edge of the pool and lifted his son up with him, settling him into his lap. The two of them pressed their mouths together again, and Leo could feel his father pulsing cock pressing up against his belly. He was still flaccid himself, but that was soon about to change.

His father's hand slid between them as his other hand went to his back to keep him propped up. His digits slid down, stroking Leo's small member as his mouth lowered, licking and kissing along Leo's neck. The 9 year old cub shivered from the sensations, and it took him little time at all to get hard. He rolled his hips up against his Dad's hand, and his hard cock eventually slid up against his father's own. He felt his dad's large hand wrap around their cocks, stroking and rubbing them together.

"D-Daddy..." Leo moaned out for him, and he heard his father growl softly in response. His own small mouth clasped itself onto his father's neck and licked eagerly as the hands stroked them up and down. They both groaned and panted together, overcome with the pleasure and desire for one-another.

"Mmh. Let's...take this somewhere else," His father suggested amidst his panting, feeling his son's body gyrating against him. "I don't want to get us in trouble."

The two felines moved, and Leo's father scooped him up in his arms, carrying him like a princess. He paused, briefly, to scoop up their clothes as he made his way to the exit. He briefly peeked in to see if the coast was clear, before quickly making his way up the stairs. They thankfully didn't run into anyone on the way to their room.

Leo's father kicked the door open with a foot after he'd unlocked it, and stepped through. The pair of them were soaking wet, but that didn't matter. He kicked the door shut and stepped over to the bed, pushing them together to fashion a suitable double bed for the pair of them. With that, he laid his son down upon it, peppering kisses all over his body, from his neck down to his stomach. He was eager to get started, and he could tell his son was, too.

"I love you so much." Leo heard his father groan as they got into position. His father cuddled in behind him, putting an arm around his son's stomach as he used his other hand to left his leg up. He guided himself against the young boy, pushing the head of his member against his ass, and forcing himself inside. He groaned and pressed his mouth down into Leo's neck, kissing and licking him over and over as he cock stuffed deeper and deeper. He tucked his hand under Leo's knee, keeping his leg firmly up so that his behind was nice and spread.

"Mmh," Leo shifted as his father began to thrust, angling his head back towards his father and watching him lick and kiss. "Daddy...I love you too."

His father growled in response, leaning his head up so that they could met in yet another warm, passionate kiss. Their lips moulded together as he father began to hung faster and faster, each hump forwards met with the wet slap of his balls against his son's tight behind. The two of them moaned in unison, groaning and panting together.

Their tongues darted out, squirming against one-another as his father sighed in utter bliss, spurting thick globs of clear pre-cum in his son's backside that made their all the more wet and gooey. Their mouths sloppily kisses together, swapping spittle. The air was filled with their wet sounds and heavy groans of pure love.

Leo's father knew he was close, and he didn't know how long he could hold it in. A groan escaped his lips and he moved his head back, planting more kisses upon his son's neck.

"I'm going to cum. Would you like that, hm?" His father asked him, not letting up his assault as his hips rammed back and forth, accompanied by Leo's quiet moans of pleasure.

"Y...Yes, Daddy," Leo begged, his cheeks flushed, his toes curling. "Cum in me...!"

It was all the permission his father needed. The older feline thrust his hips forward and a thick rope of cum spurted from the end of his member, coating the young boy's insides. He pulled his hips back and thrust again, metting each thrust with a hot, wet spurt of his seed. He came, over and over, thick globs of cum pouring from his member and seeping deep into his son's insides. His balls clenched up and tucked tight against his body, and he groaned in pure ecstacy, licking along his son's neck. Leo whimpered quietly, overwhelmed with the familiar feeling of fullness as his heart swelled.

"I love you." His father repeated for the third time that night, raising his mouth up to meet them in a kiss again, forcing his tongue into Leo's mouth. He parted it once more as he slid his member from Leo's backside with little ceremony, offering an apologetic grin. He set his monocle aside, having struggled to hold it for so long.

"I've got an extra treat, but I need your help. Think you can do that, my dear?" He asked his son, who quietly, tiredly nodded up at him. He watched with a confused expression as his his father turned away from him, shuffling his body until his rump was poised just above Leo's face. The young cub looked momentarily startled, before his hands gripped the ass, groping and squeezing it pleasantly.

"Yes, good. Now...lick." His father demanded, lowering his hips a little. Leo was eager to oblige, and his father soon felt the warm sensation of an eager mouth against his ass, slurping and licking with glee. Leos' tongue rolled around the pink ring and smacked his lips, sliding his tongue up and down. He used his hands, squeezing the flesh of his father's ass and spreading it open slightly to get a better grip on his father's entrance. His little dick was still standing on end. Just to make sure it did, his father gave it a few happy strokes. The cub wriggled from the teasing as his tongue mashed more and more, occasionally even pushing into the tight orifice.

"Ah, that's it. Good, good..." His father urged him on, his half-hard member oozing pre-cum. He couldn't help it: something about his son licking out his ass was an immeasurably arousing feeling, and one that couldn't often be sated. But, his thirst would have to wait. After a little while, he shuffled his body forwards, giving his son room to breath as he travelled lower and lower.

"You do seem rather excited, my dear. Perhaps this will sate your appetite?" His father suggested, lowering his ass over his son's cock and letting it slide between his cheeks. Leo blushed and let out a small groan, reaching his hands down to grip and squeeze his Dad's behind. He humping his hips up briefly, sliding his cock back and forth. A shaky exhale escaped his throat.

"You can do more than that." His father reminded him, letting him take charge. Leo gulped nervously and reached for his dick. He pushed at his Dad's behind until the adult lifted his ass up, and Leo angled his member against the tight entrance. He watched as his foreskinned cock sunk deep into the tight behind, sliding deeper and deeper. All 4 inches of his 9 year old cock soon became firmly embedded in his dad's ass, and his cheeks grew flushed with pleasure. It was an amazing feeling.

"I-I love you Daddy." Leo mumbled quietly, grinning goofily. He heard his father chuckle as he raised his behind up, slowly lowering it down again. The pleasure spiked throughout Leo's system, making the poor boy moan with utter bliss. He cocked his legs up and planted his feet into the bed, beginning to hump up against his dad's ass.

The two began at a slow rhythm as first, that quickly became heated and fast. Leo watched his dad's ass bounce eagerly on his cock, able to see nothing else but his Dad's back. His hands firmly gripped the adult hips as small whimpers escaped his throat. He wasn't even going to last 2 minutes, and why should he? It's not often a 9 year old gets to fuck his dad.

"C-Cuu--" He couldn't even finish his sentence. Leo let out a harsh groan and his feet lost their foot, sliding down completely as his cock throbbed, orgasming into his dad's backside. There was no fluid still, but the pleasure as immeasurable. He could feel every squeeze of his dad's ass around his dick, milking his orgasm as much as he could.

The two panted heavily after Leo's orgasm faded, and the cub whimpered in utter delight. He suddenly felt rather tired, and his knees were shaky. His father slipped off his dick and flopped down beside him, curling up next to him and putting an arm around his body. Leo leant into his father's chest and let out a shaky sigh.

"Love you." Leo mumbled quietly, putting his small arms around him. Leo's father felt his heart swell with price, and he planted a kiss onto his son's head.

"I love you more." He mumbled, closing his eyes.

The two fell into a deep slumber. The rest of the week's events lay ahead of him. How much money would Leo's father have to spend, and would they get to see all the panels? The answers might shock you, but one thing's for certain: it couldn't get any better than that moment. For Leo's Dad, at least.