Stud Stallion Service

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Dominated by His Dad

Gage groaned, the young, dark bay stallion on his knees at the foot of the bed, his father's hooves before him. Black and hard, they required conditioning and care, though that was just what his adult son was able to provide, sweeping a brush coated in hoof oil over them with great, gentle care. He had all the time in the world for his father, Cohen, and would stay down there until his knees ached, though he was, thankfully, kneeling on a rather soft carpet. If it had been the kitchen floor again, after his dad had been to the gym, perhaps that would have been something else entirely.

He groaned softly, shaking his head, though his father did not notice him, leaning back with a groan. Yet what stud would not like to lean into such attention, a black stallion rippling with muscle, power emanating from him like the musk of light sweat from a freshly completed lifting session? Gage swallowed another moan, layering the oil over carefully. It would have to soak in just a little before he allowed his father to go for a shower but he was sure that he could do something to convince Cohen to hang with him for a while before getting wet again...

"You're quiet."

His father's rumbling growl poured over him as his ears slipped back submissively.

"Just thinking, dad."

The stallion lifted his head, his chin a little bristly in his older age, though he still had the physique of a younger stud, if a small bit of a gut. There was little he was going to worry about, however, when it came to such a masculine and small part of his physique. No, he could not worry about that as his son looked up at him with such ardent adoration in his eyes.

A smirk pulled at Cohen's lips. Naked from head to hoof, he scratched his sheath lethargically, as if it was a mistake for his paw to go there, though it was no mistake. No, everything about Cohen and all that he did was so very deliberate, his son's eyes fixating on his paw, watching hungrily just how his father's cock slipped from his sheath.

"Oh..."

The tiniest of moans slipped by Gage's lips as he rose up onto his knees, straining up to get the best view, ears twitching. Why couldn't he control himself around his father? It had been like that since he'd gotten back from university that semester and, well, things had never been the same since. Nothing made him happy like satisfying his father's needs and his shaft throbbed within his jeans even as he knelt there, licking his lips, wondering if he would be called upon to serve that night too.

He could only hope.

"Hm... Something you like?"

Words did not have to come sweetly and eloquently but could be grunted through thick throats too. They could be moaned or groaned and there was nothing wrong about it as Gage exhaled in a rush of breath, licking his lips all over again, his mouth too dry, craving, straining to get all that he needed even then.

His father chuckled throatily, rubbing the back of his paw across his chin and lips.

"Come get it then, son... If you think you're stud enough."

That was a taunt but Gage did not care. No... No, he didn't care one bit. He had his father's cock in paw in but a moment, closing his fingers around that meaty length, he didn't care. He was not the stud of the family, despite his muscle, but he was on his knees for a reason, letting his father shuffle to the edge of the bed, balls hanging down like meaty delights. Gage stroked that dick with due reverence, even though his fingers did not close all the way around, marvelling, even then, at how much bigger than his it was.

The nuts though... Oh, he could not resist those, not by a long shot, nuzzling into them with a needy nicker, tail swishing. His father grunted and he pushed on, submissively taking his cues from his dad, nuzzling into them, letting his tongue swipe up and over, manipulating them softly through that comparatively thin sack

"Yeah... That's the stuff..."

Gage groaned. Yes, he wanted to be like that, for him. He wanted to please his father, helping him get all that he needed, the thickness of his cock plumping up in his paw. It was all that was needed and there was a beauty too in the simplicity of his submission, panting softly, nostrils flared.

He was right where he needed to be. Gage groaned in the back of his throat, lapping up, playing with his father's sheath for a moment, pushing it back lightly from the base of the stallion's cock. It was mottled faintly with a few very small spots of pink, but the majority was smooth and dark, perfectly cleaned, though most of that was due to all the attention Gage gave him day in and day out. He didn't need to think about cleaning his cock when he could even call his son into the shower with him to take care of his needs.

"And the dick... Don't leave that be, slut."

Gage moaned. Yes, yes... Yes, that's all he was, a slut for his father, a colt-whore who was just there to suck dick. Having that role and responsibility made the stresses and strains of the day ease from his shoulders each and every time he got on his knees for the stud of his father, moaning out loud as he, very obediently, took the head of his father's cock into his mouth. He suckled softly, swirling his tongue around, though it was his father's fingers twisting into his mane that dragged him in closer, told him quite where his place was there.

Down and down his lips slid. His fleshy tongue pressed up to the underside as he gulped, doing all he could to get as much of that thick, meaty dick into his mouth as possible. All that he needed was more, more of that cock, always more. The skin at the base of his mane thrummed with pain where it pulled tight with his paw, hips rocking from side to side, Gage's tail flagged. How he wanted something under it... Oh, he needed it, needed it all so badly, but he had to service his father first, please him in the best possible way he could for his father.

He still remembered the first time his father had caught him peeking when he'd been in the shower but, well, there hadn't been anything there to stop his dad from grabbing him by the mane and forcing him down to his knees. The stallion had snorted heavily, forelock wet and dripping into his eyes, but he'd slammed his cock home into his son's throat as if there was nothing at all to stop him even back then. It had been a done deal and if there had ever been any conflict about it, his son suckling his cock down as if he had never had the grace to please one before.

Gage's lips closed around his father's dick as they had that very first time, drawing him deep into the back of his throat, possessing no gag reflex as a stallion. Oh no... No, he had so much more to him than just that, smirking inwardly as he pressed the soft fleshiness of his tongue up to his father's cock. Cohen huffed hotly, fingers digging more demandingly into his son's mane, dragging his head back and forth as if Gage simply wasn't doing a good enough job.

"Slut studs like you," he growled, though there was a twinkle in his eye, "do they still need to be shown their place?"

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