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The Last of the Birthday Presents

For Leon_Therma

By Draconicon

"Heh, still just as good a lay as ever, property," Leon said, crossing his legs at the ankles as the black dragon pulled back. "Don't wipe those paws yet. I know how much you like them squishing away."

"Yes, sir," the black dragon said.

"You still have a camera on Cerebellum?'

"Right here."

The Hoenn Typhlosion took the dragon's offered tablet, tapping it a few times until it was properly zoomed in on his boy. Cerebellum had already gone through Bowser and had moved on to the Dark Dragon, pinning the purple bastard against the wall and going nuts. Each hump rattled the other dragon on-screen, making that muscular purple butt bounce as he was fucked, and fucked hard.

"Heh, that's what he's been needing," Leon said, putting the tablet to the side. "You know, I never knew Metroids got that horny."

"That's what you get for taking in family that you don't know anything about," Draconicon said, shaking his head. "I doubt that you did a lot in the way of research."

"Heh, and you pay all the attention in the world, do you?"

"More than you."

"Really? Then what was Gruntilda's favorite scent?"

"...Shut up."

Leon chuckled, shaking his head as he folded his hands behind his back. He would have been a little more demanding with the black dragon, teasing him more, but he was in a good mood after getting a nice, long paw-job from the slut. The brothel's owner had been a good little toy to him for a while, and while they didn't always see eye to eye, they always knew who was in charge. Even if he had to push the dragon a little bit sometimes to acknowledge it.

"So, you're going to give me all the money that he spends, right?" Leon asked.

"Yeah, yeah, it's all going back to your account."

"Good. 5k ain't cheap."

"Neither is running this place..."

"You're a dragon, you have a hoard. It's cheaper for you than it would be for me."

"Heh, if you say so."

His slut sat down across from him, black paws up and stained with the Pokémon's load. The sheer volume of it meant that most of it was still running between his toes and along his soles, spreading in white lines against the black scales and slowly dripping toward the floor. Every so often, Draconicon would push his paws against each other, squelching the mess further against himself, and he clearly enjoyed it.

Leon liked seeing his son take his pleasure. It was a nice way to pass the time until the whole sex-spree was done. Cerebellum's birthday gift was meant to burn out a fair bit of his dominant energy, considering that he'd really only had Ridley to vent it on for a while, and Leon wanted it well-used by the time that he went down to collect him. At least that way he'd avoid having to fight to keep a Zeta cock out of his ass; those things were huge.

"Sir?"

"Hmm?" Leon asked, cocking his head to the side.

"You plan on keeping him around for a while?"

"Why? Jealous that someone else is getting my dick instead of you?"

"Not so much that, though I admit that it's been a little while this time. I was curious just how you two are going to get along as family, and...well, what you're going to do as he keeps growing and evolving."

"Dunno. Gonna figure that out."

"As you say, sir."

Leon shrugged, rolling his eyes as he leaned back in the comfy chair. Considering they were in a VIP room, isolated from the rest of the club/brothel and the dancers in the front room, it was very quiet. He kept having to remind himself that there were other people in the club, and he kept thinking about what he would do when he came back next time.

Who's he up to, now?

A quick glance at the tablet confirmed that Cerebellum had moved on. Now, the Zeta Metroid was working his way through Ratchet; the little Lombax was all but speared on Cerebellum's cock, his smaller body resting against the Zeta's brain ball against his belly. There was no shame, only bliss on the smaller male's face as he was fucked hard, his cock throbbing, his belly stretched out around the Metroid's dick.

Heh, looks like Drac when I really go to town.

Leon watched the show, idly stroking himself as he did. He saw the dragon rolling his head back - it was the only way to tell when he was rolling his eyes - and looked up.

"What?"

"Just surprised that you still have that much gas in the tank."

"Oh, you know I can keep going for a long-ass time, slut. It's just what you like about me."

"Mmm-hmm. It does help."

"And just like that, you're acting like you weren't moaning while I humped your paws."

"...Mmmph."

"Yeah, don't start getting ideas, property. I'll always remind you where you belong."

"I know. I know."

He looked back at the camera view. The sight of the Lombax getting lifted up and fucked was hot, and so was the view of the little guy's paws as he was fucked against the wall. The Zeta Metroid didn't have the same sort of appreciation for them that Leon did, but he didn't exactly ignore them. Every so often, Cerebellum would lean forward and nip at them, reminding the little bitch where he belonged.

Thrust. Thrust. Thrust.

Stroke.

Stroke.

Stroke.

Leon grunted as he watched his son cum deep in the little slut, shaking his head as he pulled his hand away from his cock. No, no, he wasn't going to go over the edge just yet. He was going to enjoy the show for as long as he could and save his load for when he went to find Cerebellum. After all, his son would need to remember who was in charge of who, and that would take a little bit of...dicking.

He leaned back, instead, crossing one leg a little higher, one paw pointing at the black dragon and the other off to the side. Letting his dick throb away, he took a few deep breaths before putting the tablet back down.

"How much money does he have left?"

"Not much; I'd say he's already spent over 4,700 of what you gave him."

"So, enough for some drinks, yeah?"

"Basically, yeah."

"Good, good. I'll go up and wait for him."

"Heh, if you like, sir."

"And you, property? I want you bouncing on a toy and training yourself. You're going to get some use later, too."

The dragon groaned, but his barely-visible dick - tucked behind one thigh - twitched at the order. Leon chuckled and stood up, brushing himself off a little before walking out the door.

Almost instantly, the club's thudding bass beat slapped him across the face, reminding him of the sheer volume that the dancers had to work with out front. He groaned, rubbing the sides of his head before turning down the hall. He knew where his boy was; he'd been to all the whore rooms in the past, and they were all arranged in a familiar fashion. Bowser, Dark Dragon, Ratchet, they were all in a row. And when he knew what his son would want next - a certain bandicoot - he knew just where to wait.

He leaned against the door outside the famous mascot's bedroom, his arms folded against his chest, and waited. He didn't have to wait long; the Zeta Metroid left the room just down the hall and turned toward him, only to freeze in mid-step as soon as he caught sight of the Typhlosion. Leon chuckled to himself, looking at the back of one hand in an affectedly casual manner.

"Looking for another round?"

"Well, uh, I still had three-hundred dollars, and I was thinking -"

"This guy costs at least fifteen-hundred a pop," Leon said, shaking his head. "And the cheapest slut on the floor costs at least five-hundred. I'd say that you're about done after all that. Well, heh, done with all the whores, at least. Time for you to come with daddy and be my slut again. Call it your last birthday present, if you like. It's going to have you screaming."

"Aww, come on. Can't I have a little more?"

"Daddy gave you five thousand dollars, and now you're begging for more? That's not a very grateful brain boy."

"...Sorry, daddy."

"That's okay. Come on. You can still have fun; you're just going to have to make sure that Daddy gets some fun from now on. That's not that hard for you. You know how to make me feel good, don't you?"

"Yes, daddy."

"Good boy."

Patting the long, sloped headridge that the Zeta Metroid had, he wrapped an arm around his son's shoulders and led him down the hallway. The thick scent of cum and sex was stronger than usual, and he could only imagine the states that the Metroid had left his chosen sluts. He imagined that they were probably all but swimming in cum, and probably soaked to the skin with the smell of a bigger, better male. He knew that he had done that in the past, and while he'd never taught Cerebellum how one should treat their sluts, it seemed that his son had picked up some of his preferences.

They caught a few eyes as they walked through the back halls of the brothel/club. Other customers finding interesting sluts stared at Leon - the clear and present dom of the pair - and then at the alien that walked behind him. Average anthros that had paid to feel like the big man on the block were getting a reality check that they clearly didn't want, but Leon didn't feel that bad for them. It was just who he was; he was the big, bad fire-badger, and he liked to show off a little bit.

Of course, it probably helped that he was still rock-hard and swaying his cock around with every step. His sheath had fully disgorged that thing and it had never gone down after the paw-job from the dragon, and he rather looked forward to putting it to use on his son.

"I hope that you enjoyed putting your dick to work, because when we get to the room, you're going to be putting everything else to work instead."

"Mmmph...I'll try."

"Uh-uh. You'll do it. I know how much you love to make Daddy feel good. Remember how much you love having his cock in your mouth?"

"Mmmph..."

"And how much you came when he put it up your ass?"

"Daddy...that's not fair..."

"Everything's fair."

As soon as he found an empty room, he pulled the door open and gestured inside. The long-assed Metroid looked inside, blushed, then walked through, his rear swaying behind him with very step. Leon enjoyed the show, then walked in behind him, locking the door behind him.

He doubted that Drac would be watching through the cameras; the dragon wasn't as much of a voyeur as he was a slutty little exhibitionist, so there was no real likelihood that they'd be spied on. But on the off-chance that he was, he made sure to walk slowly, showing off his cock and his paws to the cameras looking down from above.

Cerebellum was leaning back against the stage in the middle of the room, and was just starting to turn around when Leon grabbed him by the shoulder and gave him an insistent push. His son stumbled to his knees, mandibles pointed almost right at the Typhlosion's cock. The throbbing, conical-shaped shaft bounced, twitching, throbbing between the alien's mouthparts, and Leon chuckled as he felt the little tingle-hum of the electric energies that his son's species could use for offense...and for pleasure.

"You want to make Daddy happy? Start here. Suck, Cerebellum."

"Mmmph..."

His son was happy to follow orders still, despite getting the chance to lord it over others. The Metroid leaned forward, carefully gathering his cock between those sharp little mouthparts before dragging it into his mouth properly. It was a small, almost too-tiny opening for his cock, but Cerebellum was still trained for this. A little suck, a little lick, and then -

"Mmmph..."

Then he was inside, his cock throbbing happily in the alien's mouth. He thrust forward slowly, taking his time to rock his hips forward, backward, forward, backward, gradually helping that tiny mouth to stretch and take him properly. In, out, in, out, feeling cool air and warm mouth by turns. Each time that he rocked himself forward, he took it just a little deeper, keeping Cerebellum from getting too comfortable and too cocky. Just a bit more, then a bit more.

The soft hum of electricity kept coming back, never painful, more like a little hum and tingle through his cock. The constant tease was just what he needed to stay hard and excited, and he growled under his breath as he rested one hand on the alien's forehead.

"Yeah, that's it, slut. You know how to keep me hard."

"Mmph...Mmm..."

"You love your daddy's dick, don't you? Slutty little - mmm...."

Cerebellum either really loved cock, or he did a damn good job of pretending. The way that he was constantly sucking, swallowing, pushing himself ever closer to the base of Leon's cock was as slutty and horny an act as ever he'd seen. There were so many horny little cock-sluts in the building, each one waiting for the chance to get a dick down their throat or up their ass, but for as much as the Zeta Metroid had been fucking away on camera, he was putting them all to shame. Leon was half-sure that he could make a mint if he sent Cerebellum to work here, but that would be a crying shame.

And besides, he wanted to show his son as someone better than the bitches around here. Sure, Cerebellum might bottom for him, but for everyone else, his boy was going to be a top fucker.

Thrust. Thrust. Thrust. Each time he felt those mandibles spread a bit further until they were all but split apart, the edges wrapped around his waist. Cerebellum gently 'nibbled' along his hips to keep him there, cock thrust all the way down the Metroid's throat, and then -

"Mmmm..."

Leon moaned contentedly as he felt the soft hum of the electricity start performing the same acts as a blowjob. It formed a sort of ring of tingling sensation around the base of his dick, running from the base toward the head, and then back down again. The head of his cock was buried so deep that he could feel a constant sense of suction and swallowing down there, while the base was getting slightly squeezed and teased whenever Cerebellum so much as shifted position. The rest of the shaft was getting the electro-treatment, getting 'stroked' by the ring of carefully-controlled e-stim again, and again, and again.

He leaned back, resting his arms against one of the chairs in the room, letting his son keep sucking him off. It was a pleasant, if very different, way of getting this sort of stimulation. His cock throbbed, never ceasing the slow-pulsing of pleasure, but it was never quite enough to get him all the way to the edge.

Suck. Stroke.

Suck. Stroke.

On and on it went, and soon, Cerebellum was grunting, huffing under him. Leon looked down at him with a chuckle.

"Did you think that you'd get me off that easily?"

"Mmmph..."

"Come on. Let's try something else."

He pulled his hips back slowly, taking his time to fully withdraw his shaft. It was long enough that it took a step and a half backward to fully come free, and even then, he could almost make out a bit of a suction mark along the base, throbbing and standing out against his shaft. He chuckled, shaking his head.

"My, my. You love Daddy's dick so much that you tried to mark it."

"Mmmph..."

"You want it inside you that bad?"

"I don't know why you make me feel like this. I love fucking other people, Daddy, but with you..."

"Heh, you want to be my little slut, don't you? Covered in daddy's cum, marked all over with it, filled with daddy's dick over and over and over again. Rutted right into the ground like my little slut, begging for more. Oh, you'll go and fuck all kinds of people, Cerebellum, but my little brain boy will always come back to get what he really needs from me."

There were few that would dare to talk to an intelligent Metroid like that, let alone a Zeta one, but there was no fear for Leon. He knew what Cerebellum needed, and he was giving his son exactly that.

Tapping his cock against the Zeta Metroid's face, he smeared some pre-cum over his scales before nodding toward the chairs behind him. Cerebellum stayed on all fours, following him obediently to them, and Leon sat down while the alien stayed on the floor, his hands on the ground with his legs pushed behind him.

"You know what Daddy really likes?" he asked.

"Paws. You like paws, daddy."

"That's right. Now, why don't you put those legs of yours out, and we'll see if you know how to put those paws to work enough for me to cum on them, hmm?"

"Mmmph...can't daddy just..."

"Mm-mmm. You just spent a lot of money doing things your way, Cerebellum. We're doing them my way, now."

"Yes, daddy."

His son rolled around, slowly bringing his legs up and forward. His two-toed paws extended, a spur at the bottom of his 'heel,' and the scales along the underside were as impeccably cared for as one could ask for. The Metroid curled his toe-talons, slowly bringing them closer and closer to Leon's exposed cock.

As the Typhlosion spread his legs to make room for his son to work, he could see the slight embarrassment and need in the multiple eyes on either side of the alien's head. This was a little more than they usually did; usually, it was Cerebellum pushing to pleasure him, or in rare cases, pushing to have a chance on top. Leon either went along with it or teased his son about what they were really going to do, but they seldom got into it like this.

And it was clear that the Metroid rather liked it, at least judging from how hard he was from going along with it.

"Heh, come on. You know what to do. I've done it to you often enough."

"Mmmph. I know, I know, just...making sure I do it right."

"You grab it, you squeeze, and you stroke. Come on, brain boy. You can do this."

"Mmmph...okay...okay..."

The talon-toes wrapped around his cock at the head and the base, with a significant gap between the two. The saliva from the blowjob was all the lube that they needed, and soon, they were stroking him. Slowly, surely, the two paws slid together, bumping against each other as the talons clicked off one another, then spread apart again. One stroke, then another, and another as Cerebellum slowly found his rhythm.

"That's it...that's it..."

It took a few minutes for it to go from teasing to properly pleasurable, but it gradually did. Cerebellum managed to get the rhythm with his paws together, stroking like two fists from base to tip, and then back down. It was a very different, very gripping sort of feeling compared to the normal paw-jobs that he got, but it wasn't a bad feeling at all.

Leon slumped back further in the chair as he enjoyed the stroke, stroke, stroke motion of his son's paws, the smooth scales a marked contrast from the furred paws that he normally felt down there. It almost reminded him of when Drac had been doing it only a few minutes ago, but even those paws had been more like a teasing stroke, occasionally sliding between the toes but not really doing quite as much as this.

This was like two strong talon-fists wrapped around his cock, giving it a good squeeze while they milked it for everything that it was worth. Leon grinned, almost growling from the pleasure as they went up, down, up, down, constantly pushing him just that little bit further.

Stroke.

Stroke.

Stroke.

The Typhlosion leaned further back in his chair, spreading his legs wider until he was almost sliding off the cushioned thing. His toes curled and his eyes closed to slits as he enjoyed the skilled work of the Metroid's paws. His son kept stroking, talons spreading, covering more of his cock at once before going back to gripping them tightly.

He hissed as one paw slid down, talons spreading to touch either side of his cock, and then slowly started moving up and down, up and down, teasing up to the point just under the head before stroking down just as slowly. Each slow pass of his talons teased Leon that much more, his cock twitching in short order as his son worked him up.

"Mmmph...you little..."

"I know what Daddy likes, heh."

"Clearly..."

He reached down, slowly grabbing his son's ankles and moving them a little faster. Up, down, up, down. No matter how much he leaked and dripped, he knew that he was nowhere close to orgasm, but the pleasure of contact was enough to keep him enjoying it.

He even thrust between his son's toes, parting them, smearing the space between with his pre-cum and leaving a little more of his mark on the Metroid. Cerebellum hissed in pleasure, trying and failing to pull his paws back. Leon just held them still, keeping them in an easy grip. The Typhlosion shook his head.

"Heh, you think that you can just run off? Naughty brain boy."

"Mmmph...I just want to make you cum. I want to get you off."

"Then maybe you should turn around."

"You mean -"

"Time for you to take my cock right up that big scaly butt of yours."

If there was anything more eager than a Metroid for a bit of dick, he'd yet to see it. Cerebellum immediately turned around, brought his paws back to the ground and rolling onto all fours. As soon as he was turned around, his tail pushed back, showing off a little more of the hole that was hidden along it. Leon chuckled as it winked at him, not that differently to the way that the Metroid's mouth did behind its mandibles.

Fucking Cerebellum had always been something of a task. Not because it wasn't fun, but because Metroid anatomy was...weird. Finding where the right hole was, making sure that he could fit, and finding a position that would work for both of them without either one cramping up had been a bitch with each and every one of Cerebellum's transformations, but the combination of the Metroid's sheer tightness and the way that he just moaned for it made it worth it. Leon loved eager sluts, and Cerebellum was certainly that.

Leon didn't even have to get up. The Zeta Metroid guided his big butt right back to his dripping dick. All he had to do was keep one hand on his son's hips, guiding him in, until his tip rested right against that eager hole.

"Ready, boy?"

"Mmm, fuck me, Daddy..."

Leon smirked as he dragged that hole over his shaft, feeling it part, strain, stretching -

POP!

And then it was in.

Cerebellum's ass never disappointed. No matter how many times he fucked it, his son found a way to tighten up again and squeeze just as hard as he had the first time they'd gone at it. Already, his son was squeezing, rippling his inner walls around the Typhlosion's cock, and while he wasn't rolling his hips back - not something that he could easily do in this position anyway - he was pushing himself to keep pleasing his father. The fire-badger smiled to himself, patting his son's abdomen gently.

"That's it...keep on milking my dick..."

"Mmmph, yes, Daddy..."

Squeeze, squeeze, squeeze. Each little pulse and clench made him smile, huffing softly as he felt his balls churning away. So much cum down there, so much seed waiting to be dumped into the Metroid, and all he had to do was let his son do the work. He slowly brought his hands back behind his head and closed his eyes, letting the alien do just that.

Squeeze, squeeze, slide.

"Mmm..."

The first slow slide forward added to the already-intense pleasure of the squeezing, rippling walls around his cock. Cerebellum's hole stayed as tight as possible, dragging along his cock like his paws had been doing a few short minutes ago, gradually traveling towards the head. Up, up, up -

Squelch. Then all the way back down again, taking the whole thing into him once more. Leon groaned under his breath, his cock twitching and oozing as the alien did the same thing again, and again.

Mmmph, he learned fast...

Most sluts either rode fast, or used their little tricks to squeeze down on him while staying still, teasing his cock with their muscle control. Cerebellum had learned how to do both at once, and it felt amazing. He huffed as the alien kept backing up, slamming his backside back against the fire-badger's cock. Up, down, up, down, always managing to keep himself as tight and sexy as possible.

He didn't open his eyes; he kept his attention purely on the physical sensation, letting himself enjoy the way that his son cared enough to do all the work. Up, down, up, down, backing into him all the way down to the balls and staying there for a few lovely seconds before sliding back to the tip and riding him again. Faster, harder, each time going back to riding sooner than the last until his alien offspring had completely lost himself to the rhythm.

Smack, smack, smack went that scaly abdomen off his crotch, and he grunted from the harder, heavier impacts as Cerebellum pushed himself further and further. He could not only hear the desperation in his son's panting gasps for air, but he could smell it. So much sex-smell, so much musk, so much pre-cum dribbling from the alien under him: there was nothing but utter need to get his father off now.

Heh, you can't get off with me without getting me off first, huh?

That was a hot thought. Maybe he should train some of his other bitches to be like that, too.

Still, he could feel his balls churning away, pulling up little by little. As much as he had teased the Metroid, he could feel himself right on the verge of blowing his load. It was right there, pulsing, throbbing. His cock felt harder than usual, and he gritted his teeth as he held it back just a bit more. Just a little, until -

"Mmmph, please, please cum for me, Daddy. I need your cum in me. I need to feel it inside. Please, please, cum for me, Daddy!"

That was enough for Leon. With a soft groan, he relaxed, and his balls all but jumped as they pulled tight to his crotch. The sudden flood of seed that followed was enough to leave him shivering from head to toe, the release hitting him hard.

Not as hard as it hit Cerebellum, though. His Metroid son gasped under him, the Zeta going stock-still as he was flooded from behind. Each pulse of cum seemed to rock him, leaving him shivering, shaking, barely holding himself upright on all fours. Leon could feel every last heated shot through his dick, and more, he could feel the flood that was barely being held back by his cock. It plugged that hole for now, but the minute that he pulled out, he knew that there would be a hell of a mess all over the floor.

Leon was glad of the chair under him. He took a few deep breaths, feeling the tingles running down his cock and through his balls slowly fading away. A soft chuckle followed, and he patted Cerebellum's rump.

"Was that as good for you as it was for me?"

"Ohhhhh..."

"You're welcome."

He nudged that big scaly butt, and his son slowly slid forward. He loved the sight of his own cock leaving someone's hole, and this was no exception as it slowly dragged that tight little thing outward. There was a soft grunt, the head staying inside for a second or two, then -

POP!

It came free, and like a broken dam, his son's ass oozed all the cum that he had pumped up there. Leon leaned on one fist, shaking his head in amusement at the sheer amount that he had managed to pump in there. His cock bobbed up and down, almost enough to get him in the mood for another round.

Almost.

As his son grunted, huffing and shivering as his father's seed oozed out of him, Leon gradually forced himself to his own paws. He hid the little shake that followed - god, that had been a good one - and walked to the door. As expected, when he unlocked it, one of the staff members, a kobold, waited just outside.

"Bring us some food. And some drinks."

"Yes, sir."

The kobold bowed his head and hustled off. Leon knew that the food and drinks would be good; Drac knew the stuff that he liked, and kept a standing selection just for him. Good little dragon knew his place.

He turned back to his son. Cerebellum was slowly getting up, too, though keeping to more of his four-legged way of moving rather than getting on his hind legs. Must have been feeling the rut a little more than usual. Leon chuckled, shaking his head.

"Looks like you still know where you belong."

"How do you...how do you make it feel that good every time?"

"I know how to fuck."

Knowing that the food would be a while arriving, he took a different seat. Cerebellum stayed where he was. Considering how hard they'd just went at it, he imagined that the alien needed some time to recover. Leon chuckled.

"Happy birthday, brain boy."

"Thank you, Daddy. Thank you."

"You're welcome. Now...why don't you tell me who your favorite was?"

The End

Summary: Leon finishes off the brain-boy's birthday party with a rut of his own.

Tags: M/M, Typhlosion, Metroid, Zeta Metroid, Semi-Incest, Anal, Oral, Foot Fetish, Paw Fetish, Talons, Orgasm, Cum, Creampie, Brothel, Rule 34,