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The Best Father's Day Gift is Your Son

By: Ash Cinder

Father's Day was the holiday I most looked forward to throughout the year. Most people would probably think that was weird, as they expect the typical Christmas or Halloween as the answer. What can I say, Dad and I had always been close, and we managed to get even closer as I grew up. He'd given me so much throughout my life and I looked forward to the biggest day a year where I could give a little back.

Tonight, the two of us were home alone. Mom was out spending her Father's Day with grandpa. I was glad I didn't have to figure out a way to get us alone, or heaven forbid, spend our night together while trying to be discreet.

I walked over into the living room, standing behind dad who was sitting in the living room chair with the TV still on. I smiled and walked over to the side of the chair to get a peek at him. The old dire wolf was dozing off, completely naked in his chair. I loved the way the light blue stripes on his legs seemed to glow in the dimly lit living room. I wished mine did that. We had a bit of an unspoken rule when home alone, and that was that clothing was optional.

I stood in front of him with one paw hidden behind my back and gently poked his nose with my other. He muttered, starting to stir, but didn't open his eyes. I giggled and leaned forward and kissed him on the muzzle, only pulling away when I saw his eyes open. I smiled at him, my tail wagging behind me.

"Oh, hey there son," he said sleepily.

"You never asked for your Father's Day card."

He sat up straight.

"I guess I didn't, you got one for me?" He asked, giving me a grin.

I pulled out the envelope I was holding behind my back and presented it to him. He happily took it and used his claw to cut it open, pulling out the card and reading the message I wrote aloud.

"I don't know how I ended up with such an amazing dad like you. It seems impossible but every year it's like we become even closer. There's so many ways we've been able say 'I love you', over the years. I wonder which others we'll discover in the future? Happy Father's Day, love Ash."

He looked up at me with a warm smile and held out his arms. I happily took a seat on his lap and he squeezed me tightly, I almost felt like he was going to crack my ribs before he finally loosened his grip and we looked at each other. He gently stroked my cheek before pulling me into a loving kiss, with me happily leaving my muzzle open for his tongue to enter. I murred and ran my paws down his chest as he explored my mouth before he pulled away. He quickly looked me up and down.

"So, are you my Father's Day present?" He asked, finally noticing the red ribbon I'd tied around my neck.

"Maaaybe..." I said innocently.

"If you are," he pinched one of the ends of the ribbon and casually pulled it, undoing the knot, "you're the best present this dire wolf has ever received."

I blushed under my fur, feeling him gently run his paws down my nude body. I leaned forward again to bring him into another kiss, which he happily accepted. He held my body close to his, growling lovingly into my muzzle while our tongues danced in and out of our mouths. He gently rubbed the fur of my back, tenderly caressing me.

"Mmmm, my handsome pup," he moaned through the kiss.

I felt one of his paws slowly drift down my back, resting on my right butt cheek and giving it a gentle spank, making me gasp and giggle.

"My naughty pup," he said with a smirk, his eyes beginning to glow light blue.

"But I've been a good boy, dad," I insisted, my tail wagging.

"Are you sure?"

He gave me a harder spank, making me jump a little.

"Yes sir!"

He gave me a pondering expression.

"Well, you did give your old man a pretty relaxing Father's Day. The dinner you cooked was delicious. And that foot rub you gave me relieved a fair amount of stress... I guess you're telling the truth."

He smiled at me before resuming the kiss, gently rubbing and caressing my ass. I moaned lovingly into his mouth and sucked on his tongue, gently grinding my erect member against his belly.

"So, since you're my Father's Day present... does that mean this ass--"

I let out a loud gasp as he suddenly slipped his finger inside my entrance.

"Is my ass?" He finished the question, giving me a very suggestive look.

I giggled and licked his nose.

"Well... you did help make it after all..."

"That I did..."

He then pulled his finger out of me and slipped his arms behind my knees and shoulders, lifting me up and carrying me.

"Let's move this to someplace more comfortable," he said, walking with me out of the living room.

"Like your bed?" I asked.

"Good choice."

I giggled and looked back at him.

"You haven't carried me like this since I was like, nine."

"Remember, even though you're all grown up," he said, nuzzling my cheek, "you're still my little puppy."

I wiggled happily in his arms as we entered his bedroom and he gently lowered me down on the bed before laying down next to me. He turned to his side, resting his head on his fist and gazing lovingly into my eyes.

"Hey there," he said casually.

I scooted closer and cuddled up against him, with him wrapping his strong arms around me. As we cuddled on the bed, I started thinking about memories of me and dad together. I giggled.

"What?" He asked, giving me a sly grin.

"I was just thinking back during Father's Day together when I was little... Remember back when I was seven and I tried to make you breakfast?"

Dad laughed.

"You really should have asked your mom for help."

"I was worried waking her up would have woken you up too."

"We were just glad you didn't burn the house down."

"Remember how upset I was when you guys saw the mess?" I asked.

"Yeah, we had to spend the first 15 minutes calming you down before we could all actually clean up the kitchen."

"I was scared that you weren't going to love me anymore because I messed up with your Father's Day breakfast."

"That broke my heart when you said that," he said, hugging me tightly.

"Yeah, I think that was when I realized just what a great dad you were."

"I always knew you loved your old man... though I never imagined your love for me would have progressed into what it did," dad said with a nervous laugh.

"I don't think either of us did..."

There was a bit of an awkward silence between us before dad added,

"But, I'm glad it ended up that way."

I blushed and hugged dad tightly.

"I think about the night you told me a lot, that first night together..." he said with a happy sigh.

"Me too. I remember my heart beating so fast."

"Yeah, mine was going pretty crazy too... It's very interesting knowing that I was also your first."

"I'm glad you were though, it just felt... right."

"Hm, if our sort of relationship wasn't so... frowned upon, I would tell people that it certainly feels like it's made our bond stronger, and our relationship healthier," dad said.

"Yeah," I agreed, snuggling up against his body.

My face was resting against his chest, right next to his nipple. I grinned, I knew how much dad loved this and it was too tempting not to. I stuck my tongue out and gently licked it. He let out a deep growl and pulled me closer to him.

I moaned back and took his erect nipple into my mouth and began to suckle on it like I was a nursing pup again. He rubbed my back and licked the top of my head while I kept suckling his teat. I closed my eyes and just kept sucking it at a gentle pace, loving the feeling of intimacy between me and my father.

I continued to stimulate his nipple while reaching down and stroking his magnificent member, taking a minute to feel up the knot.

"You know what would make daddy happy?" He whispered in my ear.

"What?"

"Moving your muzzle down south," he answered.

I didn't need to be told twice, slipping out of his arms and getting between his legs, looking back at him. He was in a relaxed position, laying on his back with his arms behind his head and his legs spread nice and wide. My focus then turned to the tool between his legs. I reached out and ran my paw up and down, letting out a moan.

The appreciation I had for the cock I came from never wavered. During any of our encounters I always made sure to give it the attention it deserved. I positioned my head above it and opened wide, lowering myself and taking in as much of dad's shaft as I could. I moaned at the familiar manly musk that radiated from it, filling my nostrils and tastebuds.

I squeezed his knot with my paw as I slowly moved my head up and down, getting his cock nice and wet. I could hear dad letting out satisfied moans while I pleasured him like a good son. I always treasured my dad's member, after all, without it, I wouldn't exist.

While I blew him at a steady pace, he reached down and gently pet the top of my head to let me know I was doing good.

"Such a good boy," he sighed happily. "Daddy's good puppy."

I moaned back and deepthroated him, making him growl lustfully. While I began to increase the pace of my sucking, I reached out and rubbed dad's belly fur making him chuckle and caress the back of my head.

"What did I ever do to deserve a son who loves me this much?" He asked.

I made sure to tend to his balls while I sucked, those nice firm orbs that I'd been stored in before I fertilized mom's egg.

Dad kept his paw on the back of my head and began to push me up and down, aiding me in my goal of making him cum.

"That's it, good boy," he panted, "just like that."

I matched the pace of him pushing my head down, eager to taste my dad's seed again. I moaned repeatedly, letting dad know how much I wanted it.

"Does daddy's good boy want a treat?"

I made eye contact with him and wagged my tail.

"Well, here... it... comes!"

He held my head down on his cock and my eyes rolled back in my head as I felt my father's thick, warm seed shoot down my throat and into my belly. I didn't dare try and pull myself off it before he was finished, not letting one drop of the same seed that spawned me to go to waste.

As his cock's pulsing began to weaken, I looked back at him, giving me a look of pride. Of course, I knew he wasn't done with me yet. His cock was now wet enough for us to show each other the greatest expression of our love. He held out his arms.

"Come to daddy."

I crawled over and let him wrap his arms around me, feeling his cock resting against my tailhole. We kissed each other again while he gently ran his fingers through my red head fur. I looked into his eyes, glowing blue with intimacy.

"Do you love your daddy?" He asked.

"I love you so much," I answered.

"And daddy loves you."

I could tell his cock was returning to being fully hard, feeling it begin to hot dog between my cheeks. My tail wagged with anticipation.

"How'd you like to have daddy's knot buried inside you?"

My tail went crazy after hearing that.

Without saying anything else, dad locked muzzles with me and placed his paws on either side of my ass, pulling my cheeks apart and lining up the tip of his cock with my entrance. I began to relax my body, not even having to think about it having done this together so many times now. While we dueled with our tongues in each other's mouths, dad lowered me onto his cock, easily sliding it inside me, as it was still slick from his cum and my saliva.

We moaned lovingly into our mouths, ready to end this night on a high note by making love together. Dad intimately caressed my body while I stroked the fur on the back of his head and neck.

"Ready?" He asked.

"Yeah, dad."

After confirming, dad began to slowly thrust upwards into me. I rested against his chest and began to pant, focusing on the feeling of his thick red rocket smoothly sliding in and out of my tailhole. I focused on his left nipple and instinctively began to lick it and suck on it. Dad growled and held me close, not breaking the rhythm of his hips.

I couldn't explain why, but it made me feel so warm inside, sucking on my father's teat while he fucked me.

"That's my good boy," he whispered, rubbing the fur of my back. "My sweet, handsome pup."

Dad started to pick up the pace, thrusting harder into me, straining his knot against my entrance a little more each time. I began to tremble with pleasure, releasing his nipple and looking back at dad, giving me his usual warm smile. I turned my focus back to making out with him again, locking muzzles and kissing him even more passionately than before.

As much as I loved sex with my dad, I think I loved kissing him the most. Beyond dad being an amazing kisser, I think feeling him hold me in his strong arms while the two of us slowly pushed our tongues in and out of our mouths really made me feel the intimate bond we shared.

I began to let out pleasured whines while dad let out dominant growls as we fought with each other's tongues and his knot began to get forced into me little by little with every thrust. I could hear the wet sloppy noises it was making as it slid in and out of my entrance. I couldn't wait to feel his warm seed fill my belly.

It really is a special feeling to be fucked by the cock you came from. The first time me and dad did it, I felt my connection with dad grow stronger the instant he orgasmed inside my tailhole. The feeling of that warm seed shooting into your belly... my god!

Dad's hold on me became tighter, keeping me firmly in place as he pounded away at my needy tailhole. In the meantime, my paws moved up and down his body. Even though dad was getting up in years, he still maintained pretty well-toned arms and chest, but he never did do anything about that beer belly, but that was fine with me.

Even as dad's thrusts got more and more animalistic, we maintained our kiss, wanting to hold it until he shot his load. My whines and moans began to get louder and more high-pitch by the minute, as I felt dad's massive knot stretching me wider and wider. I knew it wouldn't be long know before dad got it all in. He was breathing deeply and heavily, maintaining his tight hold on my body.

I was always amazed at the endurance dad always displayed for a canine his age. There were some nights where we literally fucked the entirety of the night and didn't sleep.

"Oh dad!" I moaned, feeling my cock leaking pre heavily onto his belly. "I want my daddy's knot inside me!"

"Daddy's going to tie with you soon, son!" He panted.

I let out some small whines, feeling a bit of pain as dad started to really force his knot in. I did my best to relax my tailhole. I gasped as dad sank his teeth into my shoulder for leverage, and in that moment I shot my load all over his belly. Dad knew how much biting drove me crazy. I heard him chuckle deeply through his teeth before he held me firmly and gave one more hard thrust.

I let out a loud moan feeling his knot stretch my anus to its limit before there was an audible POP as it was locked in place. Dad threw his head back and howled, erupting deep inside me with the same cum that formed me! I howled in unison, knowing we could be as loud as we wanted in the empty house.

I clenched my tailhole against his cock, each time I felt it pulse, pumping more of my father's seed into me. It made me feel so giddy, knowing I was in the same position my mother was when I was conceived.

My tongue hung out the side of my mouth as I rested against dad's chest, listening to his heartbeat slowly decrease in pace as he began to come down from our intense love-making. He rubbed my back and licked the top of my head.

"Was I a good present?" I asked.

"How could I ask for anything else?"

He turned my head to face him and gave me a quick kiss.

He sighed happily.

"It's always a good night when I get to tie with you," he said, hugging me tight.

I wagged my tail in response. I could still feel his cock throbbing inside me, my insides feeling warm from his seed. This was especially why I loved when he'd knot me, he always seemed to empty all the contents of his balls into me when he did it.

He began to breathe slowly and his hold on me relaxed.

"Time to go to sleep?" I asked.

"I think this is a good ending to this Father's Day," he sighed happily.

I faced him again, looking lovingly into his eyes.

"I love you so much dad."

"I love you more than anything, son."

We locked muzzles in one more loving make-out session, wrapping our tongues around each other and dancing in and out of each other's muzzles. We broke the kiss and gave each other one last warm smile before relaxing on the bed.

I enjoyed the rise and fall of dad's chest as we fell asleep together. Even though we could have sex whatever days we wanted, it always felt more special on Father's Day. But, as much as me and dad told each other that the love we felt for each other was just the strong bond between father and son that we had, somedays I started to wonder if there was more to it...

Each year I felt a stronger connection between me and dad, to the point where I wondered if I would ever hit the limit of that connection. If that connection had no limit... was I falling in love with my own father?

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