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Sneaking up on Richard from behind and slipping his arms around the chubby dog, Kian squeezed his chest, sliding his sheath between chubby cheeks. "Morning, daddy. How's breakfast coming along?" Playing with sensitive nipples, he swayed from side to side, grinding his peeking tip against the warmth of Richard's hole. Of course, Kian knew he could claim his father whenever he wanted, but teasing made it much better, especially when he begged for it.

Instinctively lifting his tail and pushing backward, the older canine let out an involuntary moan. Clenching tight against Kian's claiming humps, he nearly sent the skillet flying, his paws shaking. "G-Good morning." Relaxing into Kian's embrace, the plump dog flicked off the stove, adding to the pile of pancakes on a nearby plate. With nothing but an apron on, it was as if the older canine was begging for a rough fuck against the counter, with his jiggling butt unprotected between spread legs and heavy balls dangling.

Pulling back as a string of precum stretched from his father's hole to his pointed tip, Kian turned the slutty older dog around, untying his apron and revealing squishy, fluffy assets. Leaning in, he nuzzled between soft mountains, nipping until he reached a nipple, then licking intently. Needy groans drove him to bite down softly, growling as his paw gripped the older man's cock, jerking the short, fat length in time with his suckling. Of all his father's soft, accommodating features, his chest had to be Kian's favorite. Not quite boobs, not pecs, but something in between, squeezably soft but perky.

"Y-You don't have to play with my chest if it's too flabby." As insecurity reared its ugly head again, Richard shrank away from Kian's biting suckle, the needy hump of his dripping cock giving away how much he loved every long lick. Refusing to meet Kian's gaze, he bit his lower lip, his chest heaving in needy pants and pressing against Kian's tongue.

"You mean these perfect pecs?" Growling playfully, Kian flopped his cock onto Richard's, his paws taking hold of both soft mounds as he forced Richard's wobbling rump up against the counter. "No can do. I won't stop playing with these, even if you beg me to. You'll have to come to terms with the fact that you're hot, daddy. Every. Last. Jiggly. Juicy. Soft. Inch of you." Trapping his father's cock against his own, smothered in the younger dog's prodigious length, Kian thrust, his underside sticky with his father's arousal.

Squirming and nearly knocking everything from the counter with his windmilling tail, Richard let out a whine, tensing up and clenching his eyes closed. His thick cock pulsing as he messed himself with a submissive load, his big balls drew up against Kian's insistent thrusts, covering his belly in a thin glaze of puppy batter. Some spurts even reached his chest, coating his plush pecs in sticky puppy batter. The deeper he fell under Kian's spell, the easier it was to make the older dog mess himself. Fucking adorable.

"See? Look how pretty these tits look, dripping with needy daddy juice." Reaching past Richard's limp, panting form, Kian grabbed a pancake, wiping it across an oozing trail of cum and stuffing it into his muzzle. "Tasty too. Maybe you won't be the only one giving head if your load's always so sweet." Licking his fingers clean of smears of Richard's cum, Kian grinned at the shuddering, worshipful expression on his father's face. With how sensitive the older dog seemed, he was sure he could get him to cum with a single lick. Maybe later, he'd see what sounds he could pull from that soft chest.

Sitting down on a nearby kitchen chair, Kian patted his lap, beckoning the older dog toward his still unsatisfied cock. "Do you want a drink, or would you prefer to sit? I don't mind either way." Stroking himself, he eyed the older canine's wagging rump, his shaft drooling a thin dribble of pre down over his balls.

Like a bitch in heat, Richard followed Kian to his seat, bracing himself against the table and burying Kian's cock between his pillowy butt cheeks. Slippery, loose warmth swallowed him with practiced ease while the older canine's sweeping tail beat a happy rhythm across his stomach, his heavy balls smothering the younger dog's in sagging excess. Judging by his inability to form a sentence, he was deep in a submissive headspace, desperate to please his perverted son like a good daddy.

"You are so cute. You've given up pretending you don't want my dick, haven't you?" Stroking over Richard's belly, Kian tugged his tail, pushing up into the hot, welcoming depths of squishy daddy ass. Knot teasing against Richard's hole, he popped it in, stretching its loose grip with slow humps. The best part of his father's experienced ass wasn't something as simple as its massaging muscle but the sheer experience of it. Richard's hole WANTED to be fucked. It relaxed instantly, took every thrust as though it existed for Kian's cock, and clenched in all the right places, teasing the space behind his knot as though begging to be bred.

"You're too much of a tease. I can't help myself. I-It's like I've got a fire inside me." Whimpering with every pop in and out of his needy hole, Richard melted against Kian's touch, grinding bubbly butt cheeks against the younger dog's groin as though demanding deeper shoves. Soft, fluffy fur dripping with his cum caressed Kian's fingers, providing a wobbling handhold for their frenzied mating.

"Oh, have I put you in heat? Should I try to get you pregnant with a sibling or six?" Teasing the plump dog, Kian squeezed his stomach, clapping his balls against Richard's with an ever-speeding rhythm. Sharp teeth bit into the older canine's shoulder, holding him in place while Kian bounced him as if he weighed nothing, the sloppy sounds of a slutty hole trying to close around his cock filling the air. Gods, there was nothing better than a loose, slutty hole. Suffocating tightness was okay, but there was nothing better than luscious, sloppy excess.

Minutes passed with nothing but Richard's greedy, desperate pants and the creak of the chair until, with a triumphant groan, Kian shoved to the hilt, his knot swelling to its full size and locking him into Richard's sloppy hole. Embracing the whimpering, slutty man, he played with the soft pudge of his belly, murmuring in twitching ears as he spurted his approval for slippery warmth. "Say it for me, daddy. Besides my slutty cocksleeve, what are you?"

"A-Attractive?" Squirming on Kian's cock, the older canine tentatively placed his paws over his son's, his inner muscles clenching. "I-I'm your hot daddy slut." He continued, shivering as though the words turned him on almost as much as their mating. It still sounded as if he didn't quite believe himself yet, but there was plenty of time to break him in.

"That's right. Don't ever forget." Rewarding the shivering canine with a lapping tongue along his exposed neck, Kian stroked his soft stomach, his paws roaming upward to squeeze his doughy pecs. Digging his claws in, he jiggled the pleasantly plump pecs, feeling hard nipples against his palms. "And if you ever feel like you're not good enough, I'll shove my cock between these and give you a nice sticky reminder all over that handsome face."

With a dopey smile, Richard withdrew from Kian's embrace, his shaking legs tugging at their union until, with a wet pop, Kian's shaft slipped free, leaving his hole gaped and swollen but still inviting as if its pink inner walls were asking Kian if he wanted more. "Gods, if you keep this up, I'll never want to work again. How would I explain any of this to my bosses? 'Sorry Dan, my son fucked me so many times that I lost all feeling in my legs. Please get someone else to cover my clients?'"

"I think if you showed off that juicy ass, they wouldn't complain." Spanking the older canine's dripping rump and admiring the ripples it caused in his rotund ass, Kian stretched, his cock releasing thin streams of cum as it flopped against his stomach. "Speaking of which, shouldn't you be at work right now? Or did you call in a sick day so you could empty my balls all day?"

"Well, after last night, I wasn't sure if I'd be able to walk, so I sent a text-" With Kian's cum still dripping down his legs, Richard wolfed down his breakfast, his well-fucked, sloppy hole on display as he leaned over the kitchen counter. "O-Or, did you want a sexy answer? Maybe I wanted to s-suck your dick all day?" With an adorable attempt at enticing Kian, he looked over his shoulder, his tail still instinctively raised. Gods, something was so hot about the juxtaposition of the older man's fatherly appearance and the hungry bottom Kian unleashed.

"You aren't very good at pillow talk, are you? You're lucky you're adorable." Standing to join Richard at the table, Kian kissed away a crumb on his chin, then drew him into a tight hug, his tongue slipping past willing lips to claim him. Slow, deliberate swirls of his tongue coaxed a groan from his father's lips, then withdrew, leaving their lips connected by a thin string of drool. Fuck, he tasted good. Kian needed more, even if his cock wasn't ready to perform. Thankfully another urge was awakened by their sex, and he had an idea to claim his father even further.

Moving from the kitchen to the bedroom, one long, lingering kiss at a time, Kian soon brought Richard to the foot of the older dog's bed, nipping playfully at his lower lip and pushing him back onto it. "So, since neither of us has anywhere to be, and I'm not sure you could survive more than an hour without sniffing my sheath, how about we explore the kinkier side of things."

"I've tried whips and things before; I didn't like it much. S-Sorry." Trying to keep his eyes fixated on Kian's rather than roaming down to his unwashed sheath, Richard soon lost the battle against his slutty instincts. Sniffing whorishly and nuzzling into his son's balls, he wallowed in the scent of multiple coats of cum, his warm breath washing over Kian's masculinity.

"Oh, I don't mean bondage." Stroking Richard's cheeks, Kian humped his sheath against the sniffing dog's muzzle, smearing musk over flaring nostrils. "You love my scent, don't you? So why don't I introduce you to something even more powerful?" Hopefully, his father would be as into being marked as he was into marking because Kian had a nice, big golden gift for him.

Eyes widening with understanding, Richard stiffened. "You want to mark me? I've never- But, it's always been a fantasy- I-" Hiding his face against Kian's crotch, Richard trailed off, instead licking submissively over the younger dog's balls. His breath grew deeper with every taste, his mind no doubt addled with Kian's cock within reach. "C-Can we at least do that in the bathroom? I don't want to clean it out of the sheets."

"I don't know. That's a pretty long walk. I'm not sure if I can hold it that long." Taunting the greedy dog with his hard cock, Kian bore down until the slightest trickle of piss dribbled from his tip, staining the kneeling canine and joining the other fluids Richard collected in the once white, fluffy fur. It would be more fun to tease him with the added 'threat' of a mess to clean up.

With shame shining in his eyes, Richard started to speak, withdrawing from Kian's balls with his snout glistening with drool, but another squirt of piss silenced him, drawing a needy whine from his throat. Nose wiggling as he brought his face below the dripping tip, he closed his eyes, reverently huffing the golden treat's powerful odor. Golden drips rolled down his body from the first taste, cutting trails in his fluffy fur and rolling down to his wildly twitching cock.

"That's it. Slutty daddies don't protest, do they?" Concentrating on keeping his bladder in check, Kian slipped his thumb past Richard's lips, playing with his tongue for a moment before he opened the older canine's maw, tapping his tip against the silky appendage as piss gathered at his apex. "If you don't want me to make a mess, there's always another way."

Shuddering and messing himself with a submissive squirt of cum without touching himself, the older canine looked from Kian's face to his pulsing cock. Closing his eyes, he sealed his mouth around the tip of Kian's cock, his quivering tongue finding the dewy piss slit, licking away the golden drop. Kneeling in the puddle of his cum, he suckled as if begging Kian for a drink.

"There's my pretty daddy. Time for a nice, warm drink." Rewarding the desperate dog with stroking paws and a firm grip, Kian relaxed, his cock bouncing against Richard's tongue a few times before he let loose a steady stream of piss. "Make sure you savor it. Good daddies love anything that comes out of a cock."

Cheeks bulged, and Richard's tongue sloshed through the flow, savoring every perverse drop. The first gulp coaxed another thin string of cum from his cock, following his throat to fill that heaving belly with Kian's hot essence. Sloppy swallows followed as his chin dripped with the excess, but before long, the flow petered out, leaving him to suckle gently for the last dregs.

Sitting on the edge of the bed and welcoming the blissed-out messy dog between his legs, Kian held him in place, thighs pressing against fluffy cheeks. Staring down at the musk-drunk canine, he yawned. "That's it. Such a good boy. Let's see how long you can suck before I can't cum anymore." His easy smile widened into a grin as a moan vibrated through his cock, paws patting the older canine's head.