Daddy's Home
#15 of Patreon Reward Vignettes
Third Vignette for FA: TimberPuppers!
A direct follow-up to Daddy's Boys! Timber wanted to see what it's like when Jack heads into his own predscape for some playtime with his boys.
Contains: Semi-Public sex, Implied Vore, Muscular Males, Sexual Exhaustion, Subtle Unreality, Sudden Skip of Refractory Period, Clean Musk, Another Cameo, and the Mating Press sexual position.
Timber is FA: TimberPuppers
Jack, his dropped buck, and his harem of otter himbos are mine.
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Timber sighed, his whole body trembling with the pleasantly warm weakness that came from a combination of a good work-out and the fallout from the most recent orgasm that his new big brothers in Jack's house had coaxed from him.
An Atlas of an otter was tenderly rubbing the pup on his back as he slowly pulled his girth free, careful and smooth even after his own copious release inside Timber.
From across the house, an excited chirp rung out. "Daddy's home!"
Timber's ears picked up and his eyes opened. He went from slumped over the ottoman to propping his chest up off the upholstery with his elbows in a mere moment. With that declaration, the pleasant exhaustion was replaced with fresh energy anew. His tail began to bat about rapidly, tapping glancing blows across his most recent lover's abs like each was a dimple in a steel drum.
Said otter chuckled and scooped under the dog's armpits, deftly setting him on his feet. A light tug upward got the pup's pink briefs back over his bubble butt, getting him 'presentable' again.
Jack came around a corner, the older otter wearing nothing but his kilt, showing off his muscular chest and pillow of a stomach as well as the gun show up top. The lutrine patriarch swayed his rudder as he reached to stroke a cheek or slap a presented rump of the boys he passed. His vision was searching the space, until they locked on his target.
The pup's heart leapt as he saw his Daddy's eyes meet his gaze and stay there. Timber's tail wagged faster, his muzzle starting to curl into a dumb grin.
The big otter chuckled affectionately, reaching to gently cup the dog's chin with his broad paw. "Hey there, Puppy."
Timber whined blissfully at that touch and the attention, a blush rising in his cheeks as his lips formed a wriggle in the space between there and the tip of his snout.
Jack chuckled. "It seems like you're due for some playtime with your Daddy..."
The dog nearly collapsed, feeling his knees quiver. He nodded eagerly the moment that the cupping paw was gone from his chin.
The big otter started to walk past Timber, but his thick rudder curled around to catch the pup's waist, twisting him and pulling him tightly to his side. The action pressed the dog's snout under one of his built arms, which draped around to make sure the canine was secure.
Timber mmphed in surprise, reaching to wrap his arms as far as he could around the bigger male's broad chest, but his tail just kept wagging. His sensitive nose was filled with the pure scent of male otter, a scent he was learning the nuances to a lot recently. Each of his big brothers had a distinct odor, and Jack... well he had the most complex, the most alluring...
Said patriarch casually ascended the stairs to his bedroom with the pup kept cozily and securely held. He nodded to other otters and the occasional other species. He paused to give the dropped deer a kiss, before continuing into his bedroom. Pulling his tail from Timber's waistline to close the door behind him, Jack raised his arm to allow his pup to settle back onto his feet at his side.
At that point, however, that was not what the needy pup seemed to want, nuzzling and inhaling deeply, fingers still clutched to the padded muscles beneath the otter's silky fur.
Jack chuckled and gently squeezed on either side of the dog's palm to get him to lose his grip on his chest. "Can't just have you there the whole time... you can fall asleep there after..." He rumbled affectionately as he carefully lifted the canine in front of him.
Timber whined bashfully, but relinquished his hold on the back as well as he started being brought around, his briefs tautly tented with his need. "Yes, Daddy." He replied, blushing and wagging excitedly.
The otter set Timber down onto his bed gently, before taking a step back to undo his kilt.
The pup eagerly tugged down his most restrictive garment, tossing the briefs off to one side with a flick of his leg.
Jack unfurled his kilt with a similar amount of flourish, revealing his own heavy girth to the pup. He strode confidently back to the bed, and gently took the dog's ankles into his hands.
Timber, momentarily distracted from the view of his Daddy's dick by the gesture, let out a yip as he found his legs being bent up until his knees met either side of his chest. He hadn't been doing stretches or anything, but he felt no discomfort that he might expect. The other thing this action did was pivot his pelvis so that his pink pucker was pointed upward to a degree.
The hefty daddy held the ankles there for a moment, pressing his throbbing tip to the rear entrance of the smaller male. "I see my boys have been keeping you nice and limber. Still pretty slick back here too. "
The pup blushed deeply, but nodded a confirmation.
Jack grunted lustfully, pressing his knee onto the bedding next to Timber's hips and upturned thigh, the motion pressing his thickness in smoothly. He followed this by bringing the other knee up, ending up with his thighs straddling the bent back glutes of his pup, the positioning enforcing the contortion enough that he could let the ankles go as he thrust to the hilt.
Timber gasped and shuddered, bending his knees a bit now that that was allowed as he felt that heavy otterhood buried into his rump once more. "A mating p-press..." He quivered and bit his lip bashfully. "Daddy, I've never tried this position before."
The big otter ground downward, his soft belly smooshing between the upturned thighs enough for his silky fur to tease along his pup's straining arousal. He cupped the back of the pup's head with a hand, careful to not dislodge his cap. "I'm sure a good boy like yourself will take to it swimmingly..." He began to rock, thrusting down into Timber as he leaned down to kiss the boy deeply.