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***This story contains adult content between a father and his underage son. You have been warned.***

This is something I wrote that I don't normally write about. The idea had been floating around in my head for a while and I finally decided I needed to get it down on paper. I was considering not even posting it, but eh whatever. If you don't like it that's fine heh.

Mark wasn't much of an outdoors wolf. When his father told him they were going camping, needless to say, he wasn't thrilled about the idea. The 12 year old wolf was covered in gray fur, the only exception being a patch of white on his chest. The young boy wore a black t-shirt and blue jean shorts. His thin frame hid the fact that he hardly went outside. The young wolf would much rather play video games than be out in the hot sun. He stood near the car, waiting for his father to load the vehicle.

Mark's father, Darren wiped a bead of sweat from his forehead. His dark gray fur clung to his body from the sweat. He wore a white t-shirt with tan khaki shorts. He had a less athletic frame than his son. Years of working behind a desk had given him a little bit of a belly. He did work out some, so he had some muscle as well, but it wasn't enough to remove the gut.

Darren eyed his son, an obvious look of annoyance on the boy's face. He hoped that Mark would warm up to the idea of camping once they actually got to the spot. He wanted to show his son that there was more to life than video games. Hoping a weekend away from them would make him see that, at least a little.

"Cheer up bud," Darren said as he shoved the last bag into the car. "It's only for a weekend, and I promise you'll have fun if you give it a try."

Mark just huffed and didn't say anything. Darren closed the back door of the white SUV and motioned for Mark to get in, before doing so himself.

The drive to the wooded area that Darren planned to take his son was only an hour away. They lived in an area with a lot of pine trees already. There were closer camp grounds even, but Darren wanted something a bit more secluded so that they could seem like they were really roughing it. Well, roughing it in the sense that they had a blow up bed, big tent, and stove.

After arriving at their destination, Darren was happy to see that no one else was at the camp site. He pulled into a spot and began to unload the SUV. There wasn't a whole lot that they brought with them, so it wasn't long before everything was unloaded.

"Say, how would you like to help your old man set up the tent?" the older wolf asked.

Mark sighed but joined his father.

Darren had to read the instructions on how to set up the tent but eventually it started to come together. There were a few mishaps, and Mark even let out a little chuckle one time when his dad accidently missed one of the stakes with the hammer. Luckily for Darren he didn't smash his hand while he was at it.

After a bit more fiddling, the tent was finally standing. Darren went to grab the inflatable bed and put inside the tent before starting to fill it with air. Luckily the bed had a built in motor, so it didn't require any pumping at all.

"Hey bud, there's a few hours of daylight left, why don't we go take a look around?" Darren suggested.

Mark shrugged and said, "Alright, I guess."

Mark followed along behind his father. Darren had already been to the camp ground before, although it was years ago. He knew there was a lake not too far away, they could make it there and back before dark.

They walked for about an hour before Mark noticed the light reflecting off the water. He picked up his pace. He didn't want his dad to know it, but he was excited to see the lake. While Mark didn't like a lot of outdoor stuff, he did enjoy swimming at least. He saw the water and grinned.

"Are we able to swim in it?" Mark asked excitedly.

"Of course! But we'll have to wait until tomorrow. Swimming at night could be dangerous," Darren said.

Mark agreed, reluctantly and they decided to head back to the camp site and have dinner.

A fire pit had been set up at the camp site and Darren decided to light a fire. They had brought some steak in a cooler and Darren figured it would be best to eat that before it went bad.

It was tougher to cook on the fire than a grill, as Darren found out, but he managed. He brought along a rack that he placed the steaks on and cooked them. Mark just watched the flames and listen to the crackle of the fire.

Although the steaks were probably a little blacker than either would have preferred, they ate them anyway. Darren looked over at his son and was relieved to see the boy's face had become far less stern. He was beginning to enjoy himself.

Both ate their fill and were sitting by the fire. Darren told a few camp fire stories. Some scary, some funny. Mark tried to hide it, but he enjoyed the stories.

After a while they decided it was time for bed and headed inside the tent.

Darren began to strip his clothes. Mark hadn't seen his dad in just his underwear in a long time. The blue boxers contrasted with the dark gray fur of his father. The young boy blushed, but tried not to show it. He too decided to strip down into his underwear as well, as that was how he typically slept.

They both got under the blankets on the air mattress and Darren shut off the light of the small electric lantern he had.

It wasn't long before Mark was breathing a bit more heavily, a sign he was fast asleep. Darren looked at his son, a smile on his face. He had been really worried Mark wouldn't like this trip. Thankfully the boy seemed to be really warming up to it.

Darren closed his eyes, but sleep didn't seem to come to him quite as easily as his son. He tossed and turned for a while. Dirtier thoughts started to drift into his mind as he laid there. His shaft began to stir and slipped its way from his sheath a little.

He thought about his wife. She was at home, waiting for the pair. He regretted not getting any action the last few days before making this trip. Now though, it didn't seem that was going to be a possibility.

Doin it dry isn't that great anyway, the wolf thought to himself and sighed. He closed his eyes and tried to sleep again. Still, the thoughts slowly crept back into his mind. He then remembered that he had a bottle of lube in the duffle bag he brought along. He hadn't even thought about it, he had it in there from the last trip him and his wife took.

Darren looked over at the bag considering the idea. He could paw off right now. It probably wouldn't even wake up Mark. The devious idea actually sort of turned him on for some reason. The thought of potentially being caught made the idea even more interesting.

Darren shook his head and erased the thoughts from his mind. There's no way I'm doing something like that with my son right there, he thought to himself. With that, he let out a heavy sigh, pushed the thoughts from his mind and closed his eyes. Finally, sleep found him.

Morning came and Darren was woken up by his son shaking him. "Come on dad, time to get up," the boy said.

Darren groggily looked at his watch which read 11:13 AM. He rubbed the sleep from his eyes and let out a long, drawn out yawn. Darren was surprised at how well he slept. He didn't wake up one time through the night.

The older wolf stood up and stretched. He realized after, that he was pitching a tent. Morning wood had decided to rear its ugly head. Darren's eyes went wide as he saw that his shaft was standing at full attention. He quickly turned his back to his son. He tried to act casual as he quickly put on his shorts. If Mark had noticed, he didn't let on, thankfully.

Once the pair had done their morning routine of brushing their teeth, using the restroom (one part Mark wasn't a big fan of doing outdoors), and eating breakfast, Darren finally said, "Ok, let's go swimming."

Mark grinned. He tried his best to hide his excitement. He walked over to his duffle bag, pulled out a pair of swim trunks and ducked into the tent for some privacy. Darren waited outside, watching the tent move back and forth as his son frantically stripped down to put his swim trunks on. Finally, the boy stepped out.

Darren followed the same routine and entered the tent. He stripped out of his clothes and set them aside, he grabbed his swim trunks and tried to put them on. He realized, now, why Mark took so long. It was no easy task to put a swim suit on while on a blow up bed with very little room to stand up. The wolf made due and managed to get the suit on finally.

Darren grabbed two towels that he brought along for just this very reason, and headed out of the tent.

"Took you long enough," Mark said with a grin.

Darren chucked and said, "It was harder than it looked."

They both made their way down to the water.

Once they made it to the water, Mark didn't hesitate to jump in. The young wolf's head shot out of the water and he said, "Oh my gosh! It's freezing!"

Darren laughed and said, "Don't be a baby."

The older wolf jumped into the water as well, and was greeted by the ice cold liquid. Darren tried to hold back a shiver and not let on that he found the water as freezing cold as he did. His son would never let him live it down after his dad had just made fun of him.

The pair swam for a while, finally adjusting to the water. A small dock was nearby and Mark had taken to jumping off of it, splashing the crystal clear water.

Darren climbed onto the dock himself and did a cannon ball. Water erupted from the point of impact and splashed Mark right in the face. When the older wolf surfaced, Mark laughed and splashed his dad in the face.

Darren grabbed his son and playfully dunked him under the water. The two rough housed and continued to play in the water for well over an hour. Eventually, they got out of the water and laid on their towels on the dock. The warm breeze began to work at drying their fur.

"So, you have a girlfriend at school yet?" Darren asked jokingly.

"I um...uhh, no, not yet," the young wolf stuttered.

"Oh yeah? Why not?" his father asked.

Thoughts raced through Mark's head. He hadn't told his father yet, but he did have a crush. The problem was, it wasn't for a girl. He was embarrassed by the idea and hadn't told anyone. He was at a confusing age and wasn't sure what to think.

"I...just haven't found the right one I guess," Mark replied.

Darren could tell the subject was something Mark wasn't super comfortable talking about. He tossed the idea around in his head of how he should approach it. Finally, he said, "Well, I just want you to know, whatever you choose in life, your mother and I are proud of you. That will not change no matter who you end up falling in love with."

Mark froze. He wasn't sure if his father was hinting at what he thought he was, or if he just wanted to help the pre-teen know that he loved him. All the same, Mark just said, "Uhh...Thanks dad."

They sat in silence for a while before Mark changed the subject to his school projects.

The pair continued to talk, Darren was really glad to be able to spend time with his son like this. They hadn't been able to be around each other as much as the older wolf would have liked. He found out Mark's grades were good, thank goodness, and the boy was having no problem making friends. In fact, the way Mark made it sound; he was quite popular at school.

A few hours passed and the sun was slowly beginning to set. The view was stunning. The trees went as far as the eye could see, the only clearing being the water of the lake. The sky began to shine in a brilliant array of colors. The deep reds, oranges, and purples danced on the surface of the rippling water.

The pair sat in silence, watching the view, Darren put his arm around his son. He was worried the boy wouldn't allow it, but Mark didn't seem to mind too much.

"Love you Mark," the elder wolf said softly.

"Man dad, getting all mushy on me," the boy said jokingly. There was a pause before Mark said under his breath, "Love you too."

Some more time passed before it started to get too cold for the pair to be outside in their swim trunks. The pair headed back to the tent. They moved slowly as they were still barefoot and couldn't see very well as the dusk sky gave way to the stars.

Once the pair had made it back to the tent, Darren started up dinner. It had just occurred to them how hungry they were and the food couldn't cook fast enough. Darren had brought along some chili and some cornbread that was made before they left for the trip. Warming up the chili at the fire was fairly straight forward, and Darren managed to not burn the forest down.

Once full, they decided it was time for bed. They made their way into the tent again and laid down on their own sides. Mark fell asleep nearly instantly. The day had worn him out.

Darren on the other hand couldn't sleep again. He tossed and turned again. Now that he had nothing to think about, the dirty thoughts began to creep into his mind again. Although he hated to admit it, he was horny. He wanted to take care of the urge.

The older wolf fought off the urge for a while, but eventually, he couldn't fight it any longer. He slowly and quietly moved a paw to his duffle bag just in reach. He zipped down the compartment that held the small bottle of clear liquid. He opened the top with a loud pop.

Darren looked over at Mark who was still fast asleep. He took one paw and slowly slid down his boxers to his thighs, revealing his seven inch wolf cock. The knot had started to form at the base of his shaft. He slid a paw up and down the pole. He shivered at the touch. The thought of his son waking up at any moment was a strange turn on for the older wolf.

He took the bottle and turned it upside down. He poured the cool liquid into one paw and spread it around his shaft. He quietly closed the bottle and began to slowly stroke himself. He let out a soft sigh as his paw began to work. He slid up and down the shaft, moving progressively faster as he did.

Eventually the urge started to take over and Darren began to stroke more earnestly. His breathing began to pick up as his paw pumped the flesh. The cool air felt good to his exposed cock as he continued his motions.

Darren hadn't noticed, but Mark had stirred in his sleep. He awoke to the bed moving up and down. He turned and opened his eyes slightly. What he saw made his eyes shoot wide open. He watched as his father was stroking himself.

"Dad, what are you doing?" the boy asked stunned. He realized it was a stupid question, he knew exactly what he was doing. His dad was pawing off right next to him.

Darren's eye's shot open and he quickly pulled up his boxers in the blink of an eye. "I was uh...Fuck," the wolf said.

"I um..." Mark tried to find the words but nothing came out.

"Well, I'm sure you're old enough to know what I was doing," the older wolf said, clearly flustered. "Let's just...forget about it and get to sleep. We'll talk about it in the morning." With that, Darren turned away from his son and lay down. His thoughts were racing a mile a minute.

I'm so stupid! What was I thinking. Just when Mark was having a good time too. Now the rest of the trip is probably going to be really awkward. Damn it! The older wolf thought to himself.

Mark on the other hand laid down with his eyes closed, thinking of nothing other than his dad stroking himself. He knew it was wrong to think about, but the idea was almost...exciting. He was a young, horny pre-teen and the thoughts of his father's shaft was making his own cock stir.

The awkward silence lasted until Darren had finally succumbed to sleep. His heavy breathing could be heard by the young wolf next to him. Mark on the other hand was wide awake. How could he sleep after what he just saw? He just tried to push the thoughts out of his mind, but it wouldn't. The thoughts lingered.

The strange part was that it was turning him on. Mark's shaft was now fully hard and a small drop of pre had formed at the tip of his 5 inch cock. His dad was even bigger than him. He started to think even more dirty thoughts. He thought about his father's cock in his mouth, how it would taste. He even thought about how it would feel inside him. He had played around with his fingers before, but never anything that big.

Darren's sleep was fitful. The wolf turned and lay on his back. Mark turned and saw that his dad was still not under the covers. His boxers were slightly wet from the lube he was using. The hole in his underwear was open slightly, exposing the now flaccid member.

Mark looked at his father's exposed sheath. His heart pounded. His mind told him no, but his cock told him to reach out and touch it. The longer he looked, the more quiet the voice of reason got.

The young wolf slowly reached out a shaky paw. It hovered just over his father's shaft. His heart was pounding in his ears. His cock was now rock solid and dripping drops of pre. He wanted to touch it, but what would his father do if he woke up?

Mark's cock started to do the thinking, and before he knew it, his paw was touching his father's shaft. A bolt of excitement ran through his body. Adrenaline coursed through his veins. He gently stroked his father's shaft, the first cock besides his own that he had ever touched, and in fact even seen outside of internet porn.

He felt his father's shaft twitch in his paw. Mark looked over to make sure he was still sleeping. The wolf wasn't sure where this would lead, but he wanted to...no he needed to feel his father's shaft at this very moment.

He continued to play with this dad's sheath, rubbing his balls, as the cock began to grow again. It started to escape its sheath and Mark finally got to touch the dark pink flesh underneath. Mark shivered at the touch. He continued watching as his father's cock began to grow and harden.

He looked over at his father, still sleeping, as his large belly moving up and down as he slept. He looked back down at the shaft and saw that it was nearing its full size. The cock slid its way out of the hole in his boxers. It was still slightly slick from the lube he had used earlier.

Mark licked his lips as he saw his father, fully erect now. He knew this was so wrong, but that just fueled his lust. He wanted to lick it. He wanted to taste his father's shaft and suck on it.

Eventually touching alone would no longer satisfy the young wolf. He began to lean forward as gently as he could to not wake his father. The shaft was now just mere inches from his nose. He could smell his dad's scent of arousal.

Finally, Mark took a deep breath, and then gave a quick lick to his father's shaft. His dad gasped slightly in his sleep. The young wolf held his breath as he watched his father again. His heart was beating so hard, he thought it could burst at any moment. Still, his father remained sleeping.

Mark gathered more courage and licked the cock again. His father sighed again in his sleep, but this time Mark did not stop. He continued lapping at the tip of his father's shaft. He slowly leaned in closer and closer until his lips were touching the tip.

Mark parted his lips and took the shaft into his mouth. His father's breathing was getting heavier as the young wolf slowly moved his muzzle over the length of his father's manhood. Finally the shaft met the back of his throat and he pulled back.

Mark began to slowly pump his head back and forth, listening to his father's quiet gasps and moans. He was in heaven. He loved the sounds his father made as he pleasured the shaft. Mark began to move a bit more quickly, he could feel the cock in his mouth twitch with every movement.

Suddenly, Mark felt his dad tense up. The young wolf's eyes went wide. He quickly moved his head away from his father's cock and saw his dad looking back at him. His face was a mix of confusion, anger, and a small hint of lust.

"What...what are you doing?" Darren struggled to find the words.

"Dad, I'm so sorry! I don't know what I was thinking. I just...I don't know," Mark said between sobs.

Darren was angry, he couldn't think of what to say. After a moment of hearing his son's sobs, he said, "Get to sleep. We will have a talk in the morning."

Mark did as he was told and laid down. He couldn't believe his father caught him, or what he had just done. He continued to sob. He knew his father would hate him for what he did.

Darren pulled his cock back into his boxers and turned on his side. Thoughts of his son's tongue on his shaft kept him hard. He cursed at himself for allowing the thoughts to creep in. The guilty pleasure was all he could think about.

Nearly thirty minutes had passed and Darren was still rock hard. He kept thinking about how nice it would be to just finish up, but he knew Mark was still awake. His thought started to turn toward the idea of maybe letting his son finish what he started.

Darren tried to keep a clear head, but lust was beginning to take over. His need to get off after waiting so long was building. He turned toward his son. Mark's back was facing him. He looked the boy over. His body urged him to reach over.

Before long, Darren said under his breath, "Fuck it," and gave in to his primal urge. He pressed his body against Mark. Mark's eyes shot open. He felt his father's paw wrap around his waist. What really shocked him was the rock hard cock pressing against the small of his back.

Darren said nothing as his paw slowly slid down to his son's cock. It was now soft, but as the older wolf began to touch his son, the cock began to slowly harden again.

Mark let out a gasp as his dad touched his cock. He was at his father's mercy and for some reason this turned him on more than ever. It wasn't long until his cock was rock hard as well.

"Dad...I," Mark said between moans.

"Shhh," Darren said and continued touching his son's most intimate regions.

Mark didn't say another word. He let his father play with his cock. He felt his dad's cock grinding against his back. It didn't take Mark long to realize what his father had planned.

Darren grabbed his son's boxers and with a slight growl, pulled them down, exposing his back side to his dad.

Mark felt his father's paw move from him and felt him turn away for a moment. Mark looked back and saw his dad grabbing the bottle of lube from earlier. Mark's heart pulsed as he anticipated what was to come.

Darren applied a large amount of the liquid to his paw and rubbed it all over his fingers. Mark felt a single digit press against his tail hole, begging for entrance. Mark obliged and the let the foreign object inside.

Mark gasped as his father slowly slid his middle finger into his son's tail hole. Darren was lost in the lust of the moment. He managed to control himself slightly as he was gentle with his son. Slowly, he began to press a second digit into the boy's hole.

Mark moaned in pleasure as his father's fingers invaded his body. He couldn't believe what was happening. Excitement pulsed through his body as the thought of having his virginity taken that night by his dad of all people.

Darren added a third finger to his son's tight hole. Mark could feel himself stretching for his father. He knew his cock would be even bigger. Darren began to slide his fingers slowly in and out of his son's tailhole.

Finally, he slid his fingers out. Mark moaned as his father's fingers left his body. He heard the bottle of lube pop open again and knew what was coming next.

Darren rubbed the liquid all over his pulsing cock. After it was thoroughly coated, he positioned the tip at his son's tailhole. "Do you want this?" Darren asked. No matter how badly his body wanted this, he would not rape his son.

Mark simply nodded his head. Darren needed no further persuasion. He slowly began to push his shaft into his son's tailhole. The tight entrance put up some resistance as Mark let out a loud moan. Darren was glad no one else was around to hear it.

Mark tried to stay relaxed as his dad's thick cock pushed at his tail hole. Finally, the head of his cock slipped in. Mark's eyes shot open. The cock was much larger than it seemed when it was in his muzzle.

Darren didn't stop. He continued to slowly push his thick shaft into his son. It felt so wrong, but at the same time it felt so right. He needed this, badly.

Mark clenched his teeth as his dad's pole split him open. Finally, he felt the base of the knot push against his back side. His father's belly pressed firmly again his back.

Darren gave Mark a moment to adjust, then slowly began to slide out. Mark moaned as his dad's cock began to move again.

Just before the tip left his son's warm hole, Darren pushed back in with more force than last time. The cock slid in much easier. Mark gasped as he felt the new sensation of the cock slide across his prostate.

Darren began to slowly thrust harder and harder into his son. Mark could hear his dad's grunts and moans with each thrust. His own cock dripped pre all over the sheets of the bed.

The sounds of their sex filled the tent. The slapping of Darren's balls to his own son's, the sloppy sounds of his cock sliding in and out of Mark, and the moans both let out.

Eventually Darren pulled out, breathing heavily. "Get on your knees," his dad said with authority.

Mark did as he was told and was on his knees, tailhole exposed to his father. Darren slammed his entire cock into his son, the base of his knot hitting the outside of the flesh ring. Mark gasped as his father thrust into him much harder than before.

Mark's abused tailhole took his father's cock as his prostate was slammed with each thrust. Mark's eyes began to water. The pain wasn't so bad that he wanted his father to stop though. He wanted him to keep going just like this.

Marks cock pulsed and released drops of pre with every thrust of his father's thick cock. He could hear his dad's grunts and heavy breathing. He started to sound frustrated as he began to slam even harder at his son's hole.

The young wolf suddenly realized his dad planned to tie with him. His heart began to pound as the base of the knot begged for entrance. He clenched his fists as his father pushed harder and harder at his tail hole.

Darren could feel his son's hole starting to give way to his large knot. He slammed hard into his son, his primal urge taking over and not caring if he hurts his son or not at this point. Mark gasped as he felt his tailhole stretching wider. The young wolf could feel his orgasm building, more powerful than any time he had ever felt before.

Finally, Darren gave a powerful slam into his son and his knot slipped in. Mark howled as he felt the knot enter his tight hole. His father continued with small thrusts, his own orgasm pushing to the limit. Mark couldn't take any more as his cock pulsed and shot his seed all over sheets below him. He had never felt anything like it before. His orgasm was so intense. He let out loud moans as he shot his seed below him.

Darren felt his son cum, the muscles contracting around his shaft sent him over the edge. With a powerful thrust, he let out loud moan as his cock exploded his seed inside his son's abused tailhole. Mark could feel his father's orgasm inside him just as his own was dying down. He let out moans as his sensitive prostate felt every pulse of his dad's cock. Wave after wave of thick cum shot into his son. The same seed that created him now filled his insides.

Mark felt his father slump onto him slightly. His dad's heavy breathing could be felt on the back of his neck. He thrust a few more times, the last drops of cum filling him.

The pair laid down together, still tied to one another. They both breathed heavily, both exhausted.

Eventually, Darren's shaft had gone soft enough to pull out. With a pop his cock left Mark's body. He felt a small trail of cum slide down his back side. Mark turned around and looked at his father's cock, still dripping with seed. Even not hard it was still large and he was surprised he took such a thing.

He looked back up at his father and said, "I love you dad...And yes, I'm gay."

Darren chuckled and said, "Love you too. Don't tell your mother about this."

Mark smiled and nodded.

The pair returned to their own side of the bed and fell asleep, exhausted.

The rest of the camping trip went well. The pair never really talked about that night again. It was a one time experience that they both think was a mistake but do not regret. They feel the event brought them closer, and Mark felt he could share anything with his dad from then on.

A few years later, Mark finally asked that boy out that he had a crush on. To Mark's surprise he said yes. They dated all through high school, and even got accepted into the same college where they stayed together. Once they both graduated, they moved in with one another and have been happy since.

Mark's parents couldn't have been more proud of their son. They both support and love him with all their heart.