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A lone Airwing patrolled the empty darkness of space. The pilot reached out with his black gloved hand and activated the jet's communicator. A blue avian appeared on the bottom right of his control screen. He had bright red feathers over yellow feathers that circled his eyes, oozing a kind of confidence and speed from his triangle shaped head.

"Falco, why am I patrolling this entire sector on my own?" The pilot asked.

"What? The great Fox can't handle a little space patrol? Maybe I should have come along to hold your hands," Falco replied.

"Haha. Remind me to school you again on the flight simulator when I get back. This whole area has been free of space pirates since last week. I just figured there could be something better I could be doing."

"Doing something better... like me?" The screen with Falco's face expanded until it covered the entire screen. Loud buzzing static blurred Falco's face. When the connection was reestablished Falco's image had been replaced by the bird grinding his plump round ass at the screen.

"Falco! What are you?"

Falso turned his head and licked his beak, "Come on Fox, don't deny it. I've seen you checking me out in the locker rooms. You already got you clothes off, just enjoy."

"What? I'm not- "Fox's bright green eyes widened, "Wh-why am I naked?" Every fiber of clothing on him had vanished, even his gloves! Fox quickly covered his crotch.

"Falco! Explain- Ahh!" The moment he looked back up Falco was gone, instead a massive dark hole loomed in front of the Airwing. Fox grabbed ahold of the controls and tried to steer the jet away, but nothing worked. As the ship approached the dark hole it began to heat up. No matter how many buttons he pushed or how hard he pulled on the control stick the jet just would not change its course. Panic began to overwhelm Fox. He was starting to smell a powerful musky scent, like an unwashed pair of jockstraps. "Was this the smell of death?" thought Fox.

Fox screamed at the top of his lungs.

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Fox screamed as he jolted himself out of the bed. His screams were cut short by his snout burying itself deep between two soft boulders. A thick pungent smell, a familiar smell filled his nostrils. It smelt like him, but stronger, and mixed with the musk of sweat one would get from working out for too long. It took Fox a minute to snap himself out of his daze from just waking up, his hands grabbed ahold of what was holding his snout in place. The round spheres were soft to the touch as they were covered by thick light brown fur... just like his dad's.

He pulled his snout out and sure enough his dad was looking at him with a cocky grin. "Mornin, sleeping beauty." Fox screamed.

His dad was taken aback by Fox's reaction. "Gosh darn it, you'll shout the whole neighborhood awake." Fox's dad backed up and rammed his ass into his son's face again, muffling Fox's screams.

When Fox had finally given in- partly due to being intoxicated by his dad's ass. James pulled back out, releasing his son from his buns of steel.

"Mmgatuffehfaxazz," which was Fox trying to say, "Get off of me you fat ass."

"Is that any way to talk to your dad?" James clenched his butt, tightening his grip on Fox's snout.

Fox squirmed more violently while he spanked his dad's ass to try to get him off. Fox's face although not visible was blushing red. His hands started to lose energy and Fox had begun to give into his fate that he would be forever be his dad's butt plug.

"Heh, as much as I enjoy teaching you a lesson son, we got things to do this morning, come on!" James pulled himself off of the bed. The moment he was freed from his dad's entrapment Fox gasped heavily for fresh air.

"Gah, I can still smell your ass!" Fox complained.

His dad had already pulled up his pants without Fox noticing. He towered over Fox on the right side of his bed, and chuckled as he readjusted his signature aviator glasses. "Just get your butt downstairs." James walked out of the room. With each step the floors shook a little.

Fox slumped back onto his bed. He wondered if every single dad and son had the same kind of dynamics as his. His dad was presumed dead several years back. Fox squinted as memories of his battle against Andross came rushing back. Then by some stroke of luck he found his dad on the planet of Dorora.

Fox began to moan as his hands reached down and cupped his morning wood. "Ngh," Fox's fingers rubbed the outline of his hardon. The day, he reunited with his dad, he didn't even recognize him. Who could? James was standing at the jet hangar wit that dumb grin on his face. He seemed unreal having grown 7 feet tall, bulging with muscles in every direction. James still had on his green shirt and white sleeveless jacket, but they strained to cover his whole body. His pecs were literal boulders, with nipples the size of doorknobs that pressed up against his skin-tight shirt. Fox remembered how dry his mouth felt as he watched the lumbering fox approached him. It felt like his dad was walking in slow motion, and every step he took the tighter Fox's pants got. His titanic thighs were barely visible as James bean bag sized bulge swayed with every motion. The moment he stood right in front of Fox, the little guy had James's crotch rub against his stomach and he said, "Hey, son."

Back in his room, Fox's body tingled and his red boxers was stained by a wet spot.

"Fox!" His dad's gruff voice called out from below.

Sighing, Fox jumped off of his bed and got ready for breakfast. His shower was quick and his morning grooming ended with him putting on his uniform. It mimicked his father's own clothes back when they fit him, matching green shirt and pants with a white jacket over it and a red scarf to keep him warm.

Fox hurried down into the dining room to find his dad already scarfing down a plate of sausage. Across from his dad was a plate with a pair of eggs and only three sausages. His dad motioned to him to sit with a wave of his hand. Fox took his seat and started to eat.

"So, what was it you said we were going to do today?" Fox, cut a small piece of sausage and ate it.

James plucked out one of his sausage and held it in his mouth, "We're going shopping, daddy needs some new underwear."

"You still wear underwear?"

"Boy, that's common decency. My last pair shrunk in the wash."

"Shrunk or are you growing down there too?" Fox took another bite of his sausage.

James just chuckled and plucked out the piece of sausage in his mouth. "Sounds like you've been checking your dad's junk." He licked the tip of the sausage sensually. His dad pushed the sausage from the back halfway into his mouth before pulling it out again. James repeatedly sucked and licked the one sausage never breaking eye contact with his son.

Fox gulped. What was his dad doing? Fox wondered. His mouth felt drier and he began to have thoughts of wanting to be the sausage his dad was man playing with.

"Hey check this out," James placed the sausage on top of his right pectoral, "Keep your eyes on it."

His dads pushed out his pecs further letting the cylindrical sausage roll down into his pec cleavage. James winked. His pec muscles rippled from the lower half to the top. The sausage slid up and down following the movement of his chest.

Fox just stared in disbelief. He envied the sausage and wish it was his throbbing member sliding against his dad's massive pecs. All sense of the world began to fade; every bite of his food tasted the same- like sausage. His left hand reached down and clasped around his hardening dick, rubbing the outline of his cock as he ate.

James grunted every few seconds while he bounced his pecs. His chest muscles squeezing the sausage with just enough pressure to push the meat to near bursting point at the tip. "Ready?" James cocked his head upwards and let out a deep growl.

Clank! Fox dropped his fork.

James's lower chest flexed and like a cannonball, the sausage went flying into the air. The piece of meat somersaulted three times before falling into the open maw of the hungry fox.

"I-I," Fox stammered, "I got to do the dishes!" He picked up his plate and dashed off pass his dad and into the kitchen. Careful to keep the plate at crotch level so his dad would not notice. His heart was beating like hundreds of horses on a stampede.

"What is going on with me?" Fox muttered to himself. Every step to the kitchen was hell for his crotch. The front of his pants clung tightly on his eight-inch hardon. He dropped the plate into the sink and turned on the pipe. Shaking his head, he willed himself to think about something else: cars, Slippy's voice, barrel rolls. It took a couple splashes of cold water for Fox's boner to die down.

Fox picked up his plate to wash when he felt something warm and throbbing pressing up against his ass. Two heaving pectorals rest over his head obscuring Fox's view. "See you in the car," his dad said before dropping his plate into the sink. The larger fox grinded his bulge against his son's ass just to emphasize his instructions. Fox couldn't help but blush and smile as his dad walked away.

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To get to the Skycloud mall the two of them had to take James' car- a self-driving levitating car, standard around the neighborhood. It should have been an easy drive over, if only James could fit into it.

"Dad! Suck in your gut already!" Fox shouted. His dad was bent over with half of him already inside. Fox was sweating buckets trying to push the rest of his dad inside.

Pushing his dad in was like trying to shove a wall of jelly and steel. "Argh! Watch where you're sticking that hand in kiddo!"

"Ugh, this is going nowhere. I'm getting a running start. Get ready!" Fox backed away some steps. Screaming at the top of his lungs he rammed into his dad with a shoulder slam. The force was strong enough to force both of them into the car. Inside, the on board driver hummed to life.

"Where would you like to go today?"

"Skycloud mall," Fox answered.

The car struggled to levitate several inches off the ground before it began its travel. Fox wiped the sweat off his brow and leaned back against his seat. His hands rubbed the unusually warm chair. It felt fuzzy to the touch and was comfortably soft. "Dad, when did you get these new chairs?"

"I didn't." James's fat black schlong rose to full length and draped over Fox's right shoulder. Fox's eyes bulged as the member continued to grow until the dickhead was just an arm's reach of Fox.

"Dad! What the hell!"

James moaned. "What'd you think was going to happen rubbing around my balls like that!"

"Dad put it away!"

"I wish I could kiddo, but as you can see I can't move." James replied in a cool tone of voice. True enough the older fox's head was pressed up against the roof of the car and His massive frame had taken up both of the available seats. Fox was trapped.

Fox struggled and kicked while on his back to try to get off of his dad's ball sack but to no avail; there was just no room. The most he could do was flip himself until he was sitting right on the base of his dad's cock. Winded he let out a heavy groan of both tiredness and sexual frustration. The car began to smell strongly of his dad's musk. It didn't help that his dad would grunt every time the car made a turn. With every passing second James's cock would throb and the tent in Fox's pants grew more apparent. He dared not make a move or it would be too obvious. He hoped that by the time they arrived the mall both their boners will cool down.

"You have arrived at your destination," the on board driver announced.

The car pulled into a parking slot hidden away from the entrance into the mall. To Fox's dismay, the both of them were still on full mast. "We... we can't go out like this," Fox said to his dad.

James looked down at his son, his aviator glasses hiding his eyes from view. "Then help your old man out then."

"What?" Fox's face burned red, "No way! Not going to happen! We'll just sit here until that-" he pointed to his dad's dick, "- goes down."

"The longer we wait, the sooner someone walks up by accident and sees us like this," James retaliated.

"Ugh!" Fox didn't think of that.

"Come on, just give it a few tugs and it'll be over," James said in a low voice. His massive hand reached for Fox's back and pressed him down against his still hard dick.

Fox moaned. His hands hugged the hard member. The hard organ was as wide as Fox's body and smelt twice as intoxicating. "Yeah, show how much you want it."

James's breathing grew heavier. His bulging arms reached down and grabbed Fox by the hips. "Mmm, ride it," James said softly almost like a whisper. Fox climbed to the tip and held on to the base of his dad's dickhead. He laid his entire body straight and let his legs hug around the base of James's shaft. Fox pulled his body forward half way using his dad's dickhead as support before letting himself fall back down and pulling himself back up. James was a symphony of groans and moans. The tightness he felt around his cock put him into a frenzy.

"Faster! Faster!" James commanded.

With his thick thumbs he rolled them around Fox's petite bubble butt. Fox's eyes closed shut and his back arched upwards from the touch. James reached for the waist band of Fox's pants and pulled them down, exposing his son's bouncy light brown butt and his plump balls.

"Dad, what are you?" Fox felt his dad's hands kneading his butt cheeks, flipping his tail away and spreading his butt cheeks apart exposing his puckered hole.

"Shh, it's just a little trick I learnt to help calm the nerves back in the day." James licked his right pinky and pressed it against Fox's butthole.

Fox let out a high-pitched yelp that softened into a deep moan. His ass muscles clenched tightly around his dad's thick finger but it continued in deeper inside him. He had never experienced such a mind-numbing sensation before, a mix of pain and pleasure, but as the fingering continued only waves of euphoria filled his body. Fox's hips grinded more aggressively, his cock leaked pre all over his dad's black shaft.

James grabbed his left nipple with his free hand and rubbed the tip as he continued to finger fuck Fox. "Yeah... you feel daddy's finger in you? That's not even a quarter of what the real thing feels like." Grunting loudly, James's cock shook and shot a wad of pre right on the windscreen.

"Fuck, that's a lot," Fox said. His own hands were coated in his dad's hot pre. He pulled himself higher to the tip of the cock and gave the slit a lick. The almost transparent fluid kept gushing out that Fox struggled to keep it contained. Every drop of his dad's juices was hot and salty. How he wanted more and more of it!

"Argh, I'm close!" James said. He reached out for his cock with both hands and stroked the huge member, "Don't stop son, keep your lips on that dick!"

Fox was more than willing to oblige. As he tried to wrap his whole mouth around the tip, he slipped his tongue into the piss slit. James's entire body jerked forward, "Fuck, here it comes!" The larger fox's balls receded and Fox felt the rush of cum travel up the shaft and blasted all over Fox's face. Shot after shot of hot gooey cum flowed from James's dick, the blast was so strong Fox had to pull away. The geyser of cum painted the entire dashboard and windscreen white.

Fox was so in awe of what he was seeing that he experienced his own orgasm while riding on top of his dad's dick. His cock twitched and fired sporadically all over his dad's cock. Their combined orgasms lasted for a whole minute, from the outside their car could be seen shaking violently during their climax.

When James's orgasm finally died down he opened the car door and forced himself out while trying to stuff his semi hardon back into his pants. Fox followed suit. The father son pair looked at each other and grinned. They instructed the car to perform an auto cleaning of itself while they made their way to the elevator.

Neither said a word the whole time. The moment they stepped into the elevator there was just enough space for both of them. James had to duck down to allow himself to enter. Fox clicked on the button for the floor for the Big and Tall clothes shop, and off the elevator went. The cramped space inside was very similar to the car earlier.

"So..." James said.

Fox turned to his dad with blushing cheeks.

"Hands free cumming huh, aren't you lucky to have a beefcake of a dad." James raised both arms into a double bicep flex.

"Pssh, you came from just a little bit of sucking, you losing your touch old man?" Fox stated with a raised eyebrow.

The two of them shared a laugh as the elevator came to the stop at the highest level of the mall. It was time to buy some new clothes.