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Granddaddy, Daddy and their sex toy

By Kendo Kawabata

This was requested by iFox89, and it is a stand alone story.

Water rippled on the surface of the pool as Blake emerged from the deep end with a loud gasp, his head and shoulders breaking through the surface as he breathed in deeply. With air filling his lungs he sighed as he sank down a few inches, water dripping from his features as he treaded water slowly.

The water reflected off the mirror like surface of the tiled walls around the indoor pool, casting and reflecting light over the almost empty room. The loud echoes of water bounded off each surface as he pushed his arms forward, pushing himself towards the other end of the pool where the ladder sat before him.

Blake grabbed a hold of the ladder and hoisted himself upwards, water streaming off hs toned blue body as he got out of the warmed water. Water ran down his body and pooled over the white tiling as he shook himself of the excess.

Beyond the glass back wall that led outside of the indoor area, a storm was lashing. Rain was pounding against the glass panels, almost like someone was trying to hose them down. Lightning was flashing across the dark sky, briefly lighting up the expansive lawns that surrounded the manor.

"I'd hate to be the gardeners when the storms over tomorrow" Blake thought to himself as he shook the excess water from his limbs. Water dripping from his body, he made his way over to the white lounge chair that he had placed his towel on. A dozen or more large white reclining chairs lay scattered around the pool in perfect looking rows.

He wore only a very thin and, deliberately, small ruby red bikini. The material was only large enough to cover his nipples and his crotch, making the rest of the garment giving him the feeling that he was wearing something akin to dental floss up his butt and everywhere else. It wasn't uncomfortable, but he felt very exposed, although he no longer minded.

Blake had just picked up his towel when he was surprised from behind by someone addressing him. He almost dropped his towel out of surprise and just managed to hold onto it.

"Taking a late night swim?"

Blake turned and saw the impeccably dressed argonian butler standing in the doorway, watching him with a small smile on his face. His hands held behind his back and standing straight backed, the butler looked every part his title and his job.

"Yeah, I am" Blake admitted as he wrapped the towel around his neck and began to dry off his hair. It was coloured a deep red this week, a 'suggestion' of his masters. Last week it had been purple, and the week before, black with white streaks. He was just thankful that his master hadn't decided to cut it off.

"You chose a good time it would seem. I believe the storm isn't going to go anywhere until morning" Carnine said as he took a look out of the window. Rain was still lashing down on the windows and it was getting harder to see what was actually out there. But the sounds were barely heard from where they stood.

"I find a swim after dinner is good for me" Blake admitted as he covered his head briefly and rubbed his hair hard. The towel flew around his hands as he rubbed briskly.

"Anyway, the staff are about to retire for the night, and the night chef is about to start his shift. Is there anything I can get you before he deems himself too busy?" Carnine asked in a pleasant voice.

Blake didn't respond right away as he removed the towel from his head and wrapped it around his waist. He did have to think on it, considering the menu the chefs were able to produce were somewhat massive.

"I...can't think of anything" he admitted, although he did feel in the mood for something sweet. The night chef had a way of making the best strawberry sundaes, but Blake always felt guilty ringing him up in the middle of the night to ask for one. "Maybe another night" he finally said.

"Nonsense" Carnine said with a smile on his face. "You know very well the master has permitted you to ask the chefs for treats now and then. And I know you like his sundaes. You have never turned one down since you arrived."

"Well...since you put it that way" Blake said, feeling a little embarrassed that he was being talked into getting something he liked. It felt weird being convinced into getting a sundae like this.

"I'll have the chef make one up and have it delivered to your room" Carnine said with a smile as he turned to leave. 'Oh, and Blake? I really don't have to keep reminding you that the staff don't mind you asking us for things. It's a nice change of pace from some people who simply demand it. You honestly are much more well liked then some of the usual people we have to deal with" he said with a smile.

"I am?" Blake asked, suddenly feeling his face warm up as he was sure that he was blushing visibly. He brought his hand up and covered his face with his towel, trying to make it seem that he was drying his face.

"Of course you are" Carnine said with a smile. "a lot of other boys and pets and the like that belong to other masters of a rich level tend to think that even if they are below us in terms of the pecking order, that they can treat us like common dogs. The staff do think its admirable that you are still humble enough to treat us with respect" he said with a smile as he left the blushing boy behind.

Blake felt himself flush red to the argonians comments as he suddenly was aware that he was shivering from the water on his body going cold. He quickly tore the towel from around his shoulders and resumed drying himself off, taking care that he had wiped down enough water that he wouldn't be dripping on the carpets on his way back to his room.

It didn't take him long to get back to his room. All he had to do was take the elevator to the fourth floor and walk down a few halls to his room, which took about ten minutes. But his ice cream treat hadn't arrived. He didn't put up a fuss over it as he stripped himself naked and put his still wet bikini into the hamper. If things didn't happen within five minutes in the manor, it was mostly because it hadn't happened yet. Sometimes, it took ten minutes just to cross from one side of the damn place ot the other.

Besides, he knew he'd never gain anything from yelling at the staff over something as trivial as a late ice cream treat.

He stepped into his private bathroom, turning the shower on within the frosted glass cubicle. It was right next to his very large single power jet bathtub. He was grateful that by the end of the first week he had been there, he had earned the privilege to have the hot water turned on. A spa bath is no good when its just cold water.

All the privileges that Blake had earned since he had arrived at the manor to be his masters sex toy, Blake could proudly say that he hadn't had a single one removed. He was far from spoilt though, but he was in no way neglected. His master treated him like one of his most valuable art collectibles, and he was grateful for it. He knew from talking to a lot of other pets that often came to the manor, that he could be a lot worse off.

The shower was not designed for comfort though. It had four shower heads, one on each side fo the cubicle. And the water pressure was hard and felt like he was being sprayed down by a shower of wet needles. Very forceful wet needles that took a long time to get used to.

He had eventually realised that the discomfort came from the fact that the shower was designed to clean him as opposed to feeling like he was under a soft waterfall. He may have stepped out of the shower each time feeling red raw and his skin a lot more sensitive to the touch and somewhat darker in colour, but he couldn't deny that he wasn't clean.

He ran the specially formulated shampoo and conditioner through his hair as the water pelted him from all sides, scouring itself into his blue skin. The special hair creams were designed to keep his hair silky smooth, and were top quality brands. The flamedramon allowed the water to do its work as he rinsed off and soaped himself up, getting rid of the chlorine smell that came with the pool.

With the bubbles draining down the large pored hole between his feet, Blake turned the shower off and stepped out of the shower. He reached out and grabbed one of the large white fluffy towels that hung on the railing on the wall. They felt soft all the time, even after getting soaking wet. He knew the maids of the manor took pride in their work to make every piece of linen feel like it was brand new, and Blake always felt a little guilty if his towels were stained in any way.

Once dry, he took a look at himself in the full length mirror that hung in the bathroom. He had grown a little more in the last year. Now fifteen, he felt like he looked around that age, but sometimes he felt like he looked younger. His build was starting to get more defined as his muscles were showing in places, but he still had that lovely lean build his master always enjoyed on him.

He spread his legs and inspected his hanging goods. He was almost six inches when he was hard now, and his balls had grown a bit bigger, feeling like two eggs under his cock. Being a hermaphrodite, he had a set of vaginal lips behind his balls, so it was important for him to keep himself clean in all areas under there.

Once he had finished inspecting himself, Blake picked up the big fluffy bathrobe from its hook and stepped out of the bathroom. He shut the bathroom door behind him and walked across the soft carpeted floor towards his large bed. Sitting on a tray at the edge of his bed, he was delighted to see his strawberry sundae sitting there.

Made in a large martini glass, the homemade ice cream was made with real cream, real sugar and real strawberries. Four big fat scoops filled the glass, and it was smothered in a mixture of fresh strawberry and vanilla topping. A fat point of swirled whipped cream sat on top, and it was decorated with a fat plump cherry on top, and drizzled with milk chocolate curls.

"They spoil me sometimes" Blake thought to himself wit ha smile on his face as he picked up the glass and the silver spoon that came with it. A flash of lightning lit up the window and he remembered that he hadn't closed the curtains yet.

Once he had the curtains closed and the lights turned off, he settled himself down on his huge bed and turned the large television on, a privilege he had earned, although he couldn't really remember how. Sticking the tv onto a channel that had a repeat of a movie he had seen before, he sighed in content as he ate his luxury dessert.

It was the perfect way to spend a stormy night. A late night swim, a good hot cleansing shower, and then snuggle up on bed with a dessert that was both delicious and bad for you.

Ten minutes after finishing it, he was fast asleep.

"Remember class, the homework you are taking is due #%&*@$, and it's to be three hundred pages long. The subject is &*@#$@!% and I expect it correct in all formats and computations."

Blake looked up at the teacher at the end of the classroom. The classroom seemed so long today. The blackboard looked tiny all the way at the end, and he could barely make out his teacher standing there. Although the wolfs bright yellow speedos seemed to light up the classroom like a giant nightlight.

"What was the subject again sir?" Blake asked as he raised his hand. His arm felt heavy today and he had trouble keeping it raised. A paper airplane smacked into his wrist and he saw his wrist break backwards at the wrong angle. He brought his hand down and saw a huge bruise begin to form.

"I said, the subject was &*@#^@#$%" the teacher said, his voice echoing over the students. The rest of the class stayed still, their heads bowed over their endless desks, only the pencils in their hands moving. "Now go back to work number 456" he ordered, the wolfs voice getting louder.

"Yes sir" Blake said as he put his head down and began to write. He had to write with his left hand since his right hand was broken, but he couldn't figure out what to write. He picked up the text book before him, but the title was missing. He opened the book and flipped through the pages, but each one of them was completely blank.

"Excuse me sir, but I can't read at all" Blake said as he put his hand up again, just as the door to the classroom burst open.

"Blake, you are to report to the bathroom at once" came a voice from beyond the corridor. The voice seemed to fill the room like a vicious wind and papers flew off the desks, scattering the flying paper birds through the air.

"Wait, why? I'm in the middle of a test" Blake protested.

"Blake, aren't you having your period right now?" the teacher asked as he suddenly seemed to flash forward at lightning speed and slammed a two by four sized ruler on the desk. The desk cracked down the middle and broke apart, the smell of gingerbread filling the air around Blake.

"No...No I'm..." Blake protested, just as he felt the liquid heat begin to run between his legs. He pushed a large piece of his gingerbread desk off his lap and looked down between his feet. Red rivers were running down out of his shorts and pooling over the floor. He felt sudden revulsion as he looked up at his teacher, suddenly feeling helpless.

"Blake, you are a boy" the wolf said before his skin began to crack apart. Like a porcelain doll breaking open, the wolf skin fell to the ground and shattered. Blake looked up at the very large female cheetah that was now standing before him and glaring down at him. "Boys do not get periods. It is not possible for that to happen to a boy" she said with fury in her vice.

"Well, I'm still having one" Blake shouted back at her face. He stood up on his feet and looked up at her, even though she towered over him. In one fluid movement, the class all looked up at him, their necks cracking like wood grinding together. Their blank faces glared at him for daring to question the teacher. "And if I'm having one, that means I can be excused. You'd get excused at that time of the month" he shouted at his teacher.

"GO TO THE BATHROOM" The teacher ordered as she raised her ruler to the doorway. With a thunderous bang the door flew off its hinges, slamming into the front row of desks. The wooden students were smashed to pieces as they were thrown off their feet. The door expanded and rushed up at Blake, almost swallowing him whole as the whole school building shifted under his feet.

The hall sped past him, endless rows of lockers and doors flying past him at a furious speed. A door appeared at the end of the hallway. Blake tried to turn, but his body was rooted to the spot as the door flew closer to him. He brought his hands up to his face to brace for impact as the door flew at him like a bullet.

The door banged open and the room beyond ground to a halt around him. Blake looked around as he found himself in the nurses office. A figure in a white coat was standing before the empty bed, standing silent and still. The walls were surrounded by framed pictures of medical diagrams of the male body, exposed cross sections of organs exposed. But as Blake looked at them, he realised that the models were images of himself.

"Excuse me... I've been sent here because I'm having my period" Blake said to the white coated figure. But the figure didn't respond and just simply stood there with its back turned towards him. The figures of himself in the posters turned their faces towards Blake as they heard him speak.

Slowly, they began to snigger. One by one their faces broke out into twisted grins as giggles, chuckles and sniggers began to pour from their throats. The horrible sounds began to get louder as their sniggers and chuckles turned into full scale laughter.

"Boys don't get periods. Boys don't get periods. Boys don't get periods" they chanted as one in between their laughter. Their grins broke wider and more open, their faces splitting in half as their skin and bones broke open as their mouths grew bigger. The twisted cutouts had to wrap their arms around their bodies to stop their organs from falling out.

"Sop it, stop it" Blake shouted as he brought his hands up to his ears to block out the chanting, but his hands didn't make a difference. The laughing posters of himself couldn't hold their organs together and blood began to drip from the edges of the paper. The dark red liquid began to drip down the walls as the horrible laughter continued.

"Stop it, STOP IT" Blake screamed as the framed posters shattered. The glass exploded as if they were shot apart and fragments showered the pristine carpet of the floor. The bloodied and dissected bodies of his perverted selves fell through the holes in the glass, each one landing on the carpet, splattering a wide spray of blood and organs from the impact.

Blake lowered his hands as he looked at the dead bodies of himself laying on the floor. Each one was clearly dead, laying in a pool of their own organs and blood, their twisted faces still grinning up at him. It was then that the figure in the coat turned around to face him.

The figure wore a surgical mask that was twisted over his features, his mask stretched into his skin into a hideous grin. Blake wanted to run, but his feet refused to move as the figure took a step forward. The heavy white boots squished down onto the carpet, a heavy boot stepping onto one of the twisted cutouts head, crushing it like it was an empty eggshell full of blood.

Slowly, he took the black zipper into his hand and began to unzip downwards, the zipper bleeding as he unzipped the front of his coat. He opened the coat and he exposed the dark recess within, a seemingly endless void beyond the white latex coat. The twisted figure reached into his own recess and pulled out a shot gun, the hideous white barrel pointing at Blake.

The shot echoed in the room as Blake was hurled backwards, the impact blowing him back though the door. But there was no hall beyond the doorway as he fell into the darkness. He tried to scream, but no sound came out as he was falling down further and further.

Without warning he slammed into a black floor. He landed on his back on a circular platform that spun around slowly. Blake picked himself up slowly, looking around the wide circular room. The walls around him were covered in broken mirrors and lights that flickered from white to blue.

"Blake is ready to be sold sold sold sold sold sold sold" said a voice from up above him, stuttering over the last word as it spoke. Blake shielded his eyes against the flickering lights as he looked upwards. A giant speaker hovered over him, hanging from multiple cords jammed into its sides. Two bright white eyes perched on the top and a big red bow was sitting between them.

"To be sold to your master, please insert your quarter' the speaker said, a pair of fat red painted lips appearing on the mesh covering on the front as it spoke. Blake dug his hands into his pockets as the lights flickered around him.

"I...I don't have a quarter" Blake protested as the lights started to flash. Like camera light bulbs the lights exploded around him, flashing white and blue. Numbers started to appear in the air with each flash, numbers that were slowly growing larger in both size and value.

"To be @#$%*@#$ to your ^#$%#@%, please insert your @@%Q@$%^" said the speaker again as the lights flashed again around him. But the voice was becoming distorted and it seemed to spazz out on certain words.

"I...I don't have one" Blake protested as he dug his hands into his uniform pockets again. But all that he found in them was blood that covered his hands. The blood covered his hands like a pair of sinfull latex gloves, and even more blood was pouring down his legs as his school shorts were now soaked.

"Boys do not have periods' the speaker said as it seemed to pucker up its lips like it was about to give him a kiss. The lips then spread open, revealing big spikey teeth and a giant tongue beyond them. "You are not a boy. You have no quarter" the speaker said.

"Wait..wait..my master wants me' Blake shouted as he stood up. Blood was now running like tap water down his legs, and it was flowing out of his pockets as well. The speakers mouth opened wide and its tongue slid out, wagging like some giant beast.

With the blood keeping his feet stuck to the revolving platform underneath him like glue, the lights flashed harder and brighter, the numbers now falling around him. Like bricks, they slammed into the ground around him, cracking the mirror fragments that littered the ground.

Blake looked up as the speaker brought its giant mouth around him, the huge speaker swallowing him up in one easy gulp.

Blake woke up screaming, thrashing himself as he pulled at the restraints on his body. Something was wrapped tightly around him, almost like he was tied up and bound in his sleep. He screamed and yelled in fear as he tried to rip it off. Something crashed to the floor and there was a smash as a huge echoing boom thundered nearby.

He felt himself fall and he landed with a soft thud on his back, the sudden impact knocking the breath from his lungs as he opened his eyes, finding himself staring up at the ceiling.

He was still in his room, lying on his back on the floor, his robe twisted around his body and half the bedsheets ripped from the mattress. The ice cream stained martini glass was smashed on the carpet nearby.

Still reeling from his nightmare, Blake slowly stood himself up, untangling himself from the sheets as he pulled himself up on his feet. His body was trembling from the fear that still coursed through him as he looked around the dark room.

The shadows seemed too dark in the room, the lightning flashing outside and the booming thunder making him shiver and squeak in fear. He glanced at the bed and saw the infinite darkness that lay underneath it.

All his childhood fears of monsters under the bed and demons in the shadows, fears he had once gotten voer seemed to rush back at him in force. The shadows under the bed seemed to slowly move towards him, clawed hands of shadows pouring from out of his wardrobe and inching along the carpet towards him.

"Oh god...I'm so scared" Blake whimpered as he hugged his arms around his body, pulling the robe tightly to him as he realised he couldn't stay in the room. With the shadows starting to move towards him, he slowly inched his way back towards the door.

His heart was pounding in his chest as the lightning light up the sky outside, the curtains lighting up around the edges. The minimal light did nothing to shy away the shadows that were slowly growing closer to him, threatening to drag him back into the world of nightmares he had just escaped from. He did the only thing he could do that made sense to him.

He ran.

Blake threw his bedroom door open and ran down the dark halls of the manor. The halls were darkened, dimly lit with just enough light to prevent him from running into some decorative table holding a vase or antique of some sort against a wall.

His heart hammering in his chest Blake ran, his feet thumping n the carpeted floor as he didn't care where he was going, just that that he was getting as far away from his nightmare as he could. And the more distance that he put between himself and his dark room, the quicker he would be safe.

Blake didn't make it very far down the hall before he collided with someone. Without seeing him, Blake had no time to slow down and hit him full force. It felt like he had just ran into a wall and he was knocked back onto his backside on the floor.

"Blake, was that you screaming just now?" the dark figure asked as Blake shook his head and looked up at the person he had just collided with. The figure easily dwarfed him and for a moment, Blake thought it was his master. But as his eyes got used to the dark light of the hallway, he realised who it really was.

"Mis..mister Brian?" Blake panted out as he gazed up at the big figure that bent down and knelt before him.

"Blake, I've told you before. Call me granddaddy" the big elderly lion said with a smile as he held his hands out and hooked them under Blake's shoulders. He was easily picked up, no grunting noise whatsoever to indicate that the lion had trouble picking up the smaller boy.

Blake felt himself lowered back onto his feet as he was gently let go of. With a scared whimper at losing the contact of the bigger lion, Blake flung himself into the warm embrace of the older male, wrapping his own arms around his thickly maned neck and hugging tight, feeling himself start to sob as tears streaked down his eyes.

Brian was the father of his master, Marcus. It was clear that Marcus took after his father in many ways, and the only thing that really separated them was the fact that Brian was older. His body was still well muscled and large, a tall and dominating lion with mass that made most bodybuilders jealous. But age had started to give him a slight gut, which really did nothing but made him look all the more manly.

His mane was streaked with grey, but it was neatly trimmed back and kept in style, although he had the obvious bed hair look about him. His face had that kindly old man quality that rested behind his glasses, and he had a handsome smile. Brian may have been getting older with each passing day, but he still looked quite hot for a mature lion in his early sixties.

"Oh granddaddy" Blake whimpered as he hugged the bigger lion around his neck. He felt Brian wrap his large muscled arms around his smaller body and pull him close, a large strong hand gently stroking the back of his head.

"There there" Brian said with a smile as he held the shivering boy, letting Blake stand on the floor wit his head buried against the lions pecs. "Did you have a nightmare? Is that why you screamed?" he asked as he gave the trembling boy a stroke on the back of h is neck.

"yes" Blake whimpered as he nodded, hugging himself against the lions naked torso. Brian was clad only in a pair of dark pyjama pants that hugged against his still muscled legs. And from the feel in the front, he was going commando as well. Blake couldn't feel it, but he could feel that thick long bulge that travelled down Brian's leg like a limp snake.

"There there, it's alright" Brian said with a deep purr as he hugged the younger boy against him. "Nightmares can't hurt us, ok? They're just bad dreams is all" he said with a deep purr as he gave comfort to the poor boy. "It's ok to be afraid of them, but they can't actually hurt us" he said kindly.

"I...Ik now..I just feel so scared right now" Blake admitted. "It was just so ho...horrible" he said as he felt himself start to hiccup. Brian just smiled and rubbed the boys back gently through the thick fluffy robe and helped to calm down him slowly.

"We're never too old to be scared of nightmares" Brian said as he gave Blake a kiss on his forehead. "They're over with as soon as we wake up" he said gently as he pulled him close as he was bale.

"I'm just so scared" Blake whimpered. "I don't want to go back to my room. I think...." he said, before he felt himself blushing heavily at the thought of confessing to the older lion that there may have been a monster under his bed. He felt embarrassed to admit to such a childish fear and he felt himself start to cry all the more harder.

"Alright. How about we go find Marcus and see if he can make you feel better, hmm?" Brian said with a smile. He had an inkling as to what Blake was about to confess to him. Blake may have been growing up, but he was still a kid after all. Brian ust let him cry a little longer before he pulled him away gently. "But you'll have to walk there. I can't carry you, I'm too old for that sweetie' he said wit ha chuckle.

"O...ok" Blake said with a soft nod as he reluctantly let go. The warmth of Brian's thick soft fur left him almost at once and he found himself shivering from the loss of contact.

"Alright. Lets go find Marcus and let him make you feel better" Brian said with a kindly smile as he put his arm around Blake's still trembling shoulders and began to lead him down that hall. He gave the boys covered shoulder a squeeze as he walked with him.

Blake leant against the bigger lion as he was lead towards Marcus' bedroom. He clung a little tightly to the bigger lions side, almost as if he was afraid that the shadows in the hall were threatening to jump out at him. The lightning flashing against the windows and the thunder booming on the outside didn't help one bit.

Marcus' bedroom lay at the front of the house, on the top floor and facing the front grounds. It wasn't too far from his office, and it wasn't that much of a distance from Blake's room. It seemed that Marcus kept the most important rooms of the manor close to him, as he only visited the other parts of the place if he needed to.

Brian let Blake hold onto his side, almost feeling the fear that came from the boy clutching at him. He didn't say anything about Blake's fear as they soon found themselves in front of Marcus' door. He knew that the last thing a child in fear wanted to hear was their parent sigh in annoyance, as if the thought of comforting their child was a burden upon themselves.

As he knocked on Marcus' door, he couldn't help but smile, the scenario of the whole circumstance making him think back to when Marcus was that small and held onto him when he had nightmares. It was almost surreal that once again, he was comforting a young boy in the middle of the night during a thunderstorm.

He knew that Blake was, in a sense, the grandson he would never get. They were not related, and he knew why Marcus' had purchased him. It didn't disgust him in the slightest about Blake being a sex toy to his son, after all there were far worse things out there happening to people.

But damn if the boy didn't feel like part of the family now. Although Marcus and Blake were still master and pet, sometimes they called each other 'Daddy' and 'Son'. But being Master and Pet were still first and foremost the most important part of their relationship. That was never going to change, and it seemed the two of them were happy about it.

And if his son was happy, and his 'grandson' were happy, then who was he to point fingers and judge?

"Father, what's going on? It's almost two in the morning" Marcus said in an annoyed tone of voice as he opened the door, seeing who was standing on the other side. He was rubbing the back of his head with one hand and putting his own glasses on with the other. And he did look like he had just woken up. Clad in only a pair of boxers that did nothing to cover his bulge, the big lion looked like a much more fit version of his father.

"Well, I thought you might like to know that Blake just had a nightmare and he's too afraid to be by himself right now" Brian said in a kind voice. "So I brought him here. I thought he might be more comforted by you then myself" he admitted.

"Oh?" Marcus said, not quite understanding what he was saying as he struggled to wake up fully. But the full weight of what Brian was saying to him hit hi eventually and he looked down at his frightened looking boy clutching his fathers side. "Oh" he repeated when he saw just how frightened his boy looked and he was awake rather quickly.

"Blake" Marcus said softly as he opened the door to his bedroom ad knelt down with his arms spread. Blake said nothing as he moved forward and wrapped his arms around his large masters neck, the lions huge pecs pushed against him making him feel like he was hugging a very warm and furry brick wall. "Hey, come here" he said with a soft tone of voice as he pulled the trembling boy close.

"Daddy...I'm so scared" Blake whimpered into Marcus' mane. Marcus wrapped his arms rather securely around the smaller figure and easily lifted him into the air. He knew that Blake was scared, because he only ever called him daddy either in the grip of passion, or when he was very upset. It was never something he said without reason.

"Hey, it's ok. Daddies here" Marcus said with a soft smile as he held the frightened boy in his arms. He easily supported the boy in his arms as he kissed his forehead gently, letting Blake wrap his legs around his waist to keep steady. He gestured with a nod of his head for Brian to come in as he started into his bedroom.

His bedroom was huge, much bigger than Blake's was. His bed was an antique four poster giant, easily able to fit perhaps six people in a row on it. A black silk canopy hung from the posters and covered the top of the bed, matching the black silk sheets that covered it. And it was very bouncy, as both Blake and Marcus could testify too.

A personal bar dominated the opposite end of the room, stocked with plenty of bottles of alcohol, wine and spirits aplenty. The wall that faced the grounds was a giant window that almost ran the entire span of the room. Although now it was covered by the black curtains.

A sofa and armchair setting sat around the large white marble fireplace, in front of a pure white looking rug. The marble was carved into two squatting muscled gargoyles, both incredibly ugly, holding up the slab on the top. Above the fireplace hung a portrait, hand painted by a very professional artist, of both Brian and Marcus, shaking hands, a silent tribute to the day that Marcus took over his fathers business, and took it so much further then it ever had.

"It's ok Blake, daddies here. You're safe and sound" Marcus said as he walked over to the fireplace setting and slowly sat himself on the large white sofa, the smouldering remains of the fire casting enough warmth to ensure they were comfortable.

Blake didn't say much as he just kept his face buried in Marcus' unkempt mane, his face pressed into his thick warm neck. He felt Marcus' thick large hands run themselves over his body, rubbing him through the thick fluffy bathrobe. It felt very comforting, but he was still trembling.

He cried softly into the thick warm mane, feeling Marcus hold onto him. Neither of them said anything as Marcus allowed Blake to cry it all out. It didn't matter to him if it took ten minutes, or an hour, he would sit there and hold him until he was done.

It didn't take long for Blake to settle down enough that he had stopped crying. Just a few sniffs now and then as he sniffed away his tears, a lock of thick mane in his hand that he was gently twisting around his fingers.

"Feel better now sweetie?" Marcus asked with a soft smile. Blake nodded and sniffed as he nosed his face against Marcus' thick neck. The big lion smiled and pressed his lips back against Blake's forehead and kissed him again softly.

"Perhaps some drinks would be in order?" Brian suggested, breaking the silence as he had simply stood by observing the intimate scene.

"Yes, I think the occasion calls for something like that" Marcus said in agreement. "Why don't you go down and put that lazy cook of mine to work? He's probably in the pantry with a copy of Amateur Photographer and a jar of hand cream" he said.

"If I recall, you used to feel a lot better after having strawberry icecream after nightmares" brains said with a smile.

"Yes, and so does Blake" Marcus said as he rubbed the back of his boys head gently. Blake sniffed again and continued to twist the thick lock of mane hair in his hand, the childish movement making Marcus smile.

"Funny how you two are so much like each other" Brian said with a a smile. "I'll go see if that chef is still awake" he said as he turned to leave the room, but he stopped and looked over his shoulder. "Amateur Photographer and hand cream?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.

"He's been caught before" Marcus pointed out. With a knowing smile on his face, Brian turned around and left the room without another word. The door closed shut behind him with a 'snick' and the two males were left in the darkened room together.

Marcus didn't say anything to what his father was suggesting. He already knew what he was talking about anyway. It was funny how they were becoming so much alike, and they were still keeping themselves as master and pet. His father had made the suggestion before that perhaps they were something more together before.

"Do you want to tell me about the nightmare?" Marcus asked as he slowly pulled down the back of the robe. Blake's warm blue shoulders were exposed and he gave them both a firm and warm squeeze. He got a soft moan from the contact as he took both shoulders into his large hands and rubbed them.

"I...I don't think I remember it" Blake murmured against Marcus' thick mane as he felt the warm fingers on his naked skin. He couldn't help but moan as he felt his fear start to die down from the reassuring touches of his master.

"Can you remember anything about it boy?" Marcus asked as his fingers trailed slowly into the back of the robe. The top part of Blake's back was met with his fingers as he slowly began to push against Blake's back, rubbing around in small circles between his shoulder blades.

"I...I think it was about when got kidnapped from school" Blake murmured as he pulled his face from the thick mane it was buried in and rested his cheek on Marcus' round shoulder. He moaned again from the gentle massages as he felt his tension slip away.

"Oh?" Marcus asked as he gave the top of Blake's head a nuzzle. Blake nodded as he felt himself nuzzle back against Marcus' large face. If Blake could purr, he would probably start now.

"Yeah" he said softly as the robe was pulled down further. He slipped his arms from the sleeves and let Marcus expose his slender torso. He wrapped his now naked arms back around Marcus' huge rounded chest and held onto him tight.

"It just...I don't know" he admitted as he felt those large warm hands trail down his back slowly, rubbing against his skin. "It's been so long since then, but I was so scared at the time, and it felt so real" he whimpered as he felt fresh tears well into his eyes. "like...like i was relieving the day, but it was so much worse. Everything felt wrong and twisted and evil and..." he said as he felt himself begin to weep again.

"Blake, dreams are just memories that our mind have no control over" Marcus said as he slowly rubbed over Blake's back. "Our nightmares are just the same. They're just memories that we don't want to face that end up facing us" he said.

"I...I know...it's stupid to be scared of dreams....I know I'm too old.."he said softly, but he felt Marcus rub his face and stroke away his tears gently. The thick thumbs of his master felt good against his face and he found himself murring softly to the touches.

"Blake, that is stupid to say and you know it. Everyone has nightmares and times of distress, and everyone has a time when they wish to be held and comforted" Marcus said. "Even I do. I like to think I'm stronger mentally now then I used to be when I was younger, but that doesn't mean I'm not susceptible to them."

"So...so you get nightmares too?" Blake asked as he looked up at his master. He had never considered that of his master. TO him, his master was always calm, collected and firmly in control of everything.

"Yes Blake, I do. Not often, but I do get them" he said as he tugged the robe off fully from his boy. The warmth from the dying fire was enough to make Blake feel warm and not shiver from his sudden exposure as he was pulled into the bigger lions boxer covered lap. And it seemed that Blake was not the only one enjoying the contact.

"What...do you get nightmares about?" Blake asked softly.

"Sometimes, things that have happened. Like the day my mother passed away. She died from breast cancer" he explained as he ran his hands down to Blake's firm butt and gave them a soft squeezing. "And sometimes, about things that can happen. Such as the day my father could pass away as well" he said.

"Any...anything else?" Blake almost squeaked out as he felt Marcus hold onto his butt rather firmly. He moaned again and arched his backside up, feeling himself harden between his legs, not wanting to prod his master in the thigh.

"An sometimes, about things that I don't' want to have happen" Marcus said as he looked down at Blake. "Such as the day that I might lose you" he explained as he looked down at Blake with such sincerity in his eyes that Blake had no reason to doubt him.

"But..but I can't leave" Blake pointed out. For the first time in ages he felt the device in his leg throb. It had never once shocked him, because Blake had never left the grounds without permission. He only ever left if Marcus' wanted him to come with him. The device was buried under his skin, able to shock him relentlessly if he left the perimeter of the house, and not stop until he was back in.

Marcus smiled and rubbed Blake's thigh, right were the small and hard to see lump was. Blake moaned softly as he felt his master caress him.

"Blake, there are many ways you could leave me, and this right here is not how I fear losing you" Marcus admitted. "There are times when I dread coming home and someone tells me that you drowned in the pool or fell out of a window and I'd never see you again. Or that someone came and stole you away, and I could never find you again" he said.

"Really?" Blake asked softly as he looked up at his master. Marcus nodded as he looked back at him, he eyes behind the glasses full of care for his boy. He had never thought of leaving his master in that way. By accident or by force, it had never occurred to him.

"Yes. And if anyone ever stole you, I'd use every contact at my disposal and chase you around the world as many times as I had to in order to get you back" he said. "But, sometimes I'm afraid that by the time I've caught up with you, you may not want to come back, and then Id have truly lost you" he admitted.

Blake had never seen Marcus so vulnerable about his feelings, and the way his master felt about him made any fears and reservations about his nightmare fade. His master, that had bought him from a trafficking business, forced him into servitude and had broken his virginity the day he was brought home, looked like he was about to cry himself.

"That ...that is a nightmare that I have " Marcus admitted as he stroked Blake's face gently. "that one day, you wouldn't want me anymore. And I'd never know why. You'd just kick me out of your life and I'd never know what i did wrong to you. That...that's the worst thing that my nightmares can do to make me scream at night" he admitted as he held Blake in his arms.

For a few moments they just sat there together on the couch, one naked, one near naked. But both were silent as they contemplated their nightmares. Marcus rarely spoke of his inner most feelings on that level, and he had a vulnerable feeling about how Blake would view him after that.

For Blake, it was one of those times when Marcus opened up to him like they were on both equal footing. Few times that had ever happened, and it always felt somewhat alien to be treated that way, after knowing his place since he arrived.

But, if Marcus did, on occasion, treat him on the same level, then that truly did show how he felt about him.

"Daddy...if that ever happens, I want you to drag me back here and remind me how much I need to be here with you" Blake said as he leant up and gave Marcus a soft kiss on his lips. For a moment Marcus was taken aback, but he quickly re-wrapped his hands around Blake's torso and pulled him close.

Marcus' tongue parted through Blake's lips and plunged into his mouth. Blake moaned as he felt his eyes roll into the back of his head as he felt Marcus' thick lion tongue fight for dominance in his mouth. His own smaller tongue danced alongside it as they frenched together.

A few minutes passed before they finally had to break apart, small strings of saliva having dripped from the corners of their mouths. They were both panting slightly and their very hard lengths were pressed together against the thin fabric of Marcus' boxers.

"Hehe. Do you mean that?" Marcus said with a tender smile on his face as he pulled Blake upwards by his round butt, getting a low moan from his boy.

"Yes. No matter how much I kick and scream and say how much I hate you, I don't want you to give up on me that easily" Blake said with a smile. "I want you to bring me back, and show me just how much i belong here as your sex toy" he said as he kissed Marcus' chin softly.

"Oh, don't you worry about that boy" Marcus said with a playful growl. "There is no way I'd ever give up on you. Nd I'd have to punish you extra hard for giving up on me just because your kidnapper is a hot fuck, got it?" he said with a grin as he lifted his hand and gave Blake a firm smack across his backside.

"AAHH" Blake gasped from the hard cracking over his backside. The room echoed slightly from the sharp smack as he arched his back. His tail lifted up almost instinctively as he gave his master a smile.

"Yes master" Blake said as he leaned up for another kiss on the lips. The kiss didn't last long before Blake was suddenly flipped onto his back onto the thick plush carpet that lay on the floor. The thick plush carpet was thick and soft against his naked skin and was warmed from the glowing embers of the fire nearby.

He was slightly surprised from the sudden movement as he looked up and found his vision very quickly blocked by a very large and muscled lion with one hell of a bulge between his legs. He gulped slightly as Marcus pinned himself above the smaller flamedramon and grinned at him.

"How about I remind you right here and now who you belong too?" Marcus said with a growl in his throat as he leant down and dragged his tongue over Blake's neck. Blake let out a soft moan as he felt a shiver run through his body from the contact.

The thick lion tongue dragged over his face as he felt Marcus' fat bulge start to grind down between his legs, the thick tightly trapped cock almost pushing his legs apart as Marcus licked his boys face, the thick feeling tongue dancing over the flamedramon's face and lips.

"But..but granddad could come back" he moaned and whimpered as Marcus began to drag his tongue down to Blake's suddenly hardened nipples. With a loud and high pitched gasp Blake felt Marcus' tongue swirled around his hardened nubs, bathing them in a coating of sheen.

With a murr Marcus switched to the other nipple, nomming his lips over the hard nub as he switched back and forth, gently nipping and tugging on the sensitive nipples. Blake arched his back as Marcus nibbled on the tight nubs, thankful he didn't have piercings to be pulled.

Marcus smirked as he ran his hands down Blake's thighs and slowly spread the boys legs open fully as his tongue danced around those hard little nubs. He murred like a kitten getting a treat as he nipped and licked at the sensitive pieces of flesh, hearing Blake moan and squeak softly. He found himself wishing that he had pierced the boys nipples, and put a mental note to do so at a later date.

"mmm, I love it when my sex toy squeaks" Marcus growled as he gave Blake's nipple a tug with his teeth, making his boy squeak rather loudly in such a cute and adorable way. With a loud murr he moved himself down Blake's body, admiring the slender sexy body that lay out before him. He grinned when he saw Blake's hard member staring him in the face as he rubbed his boys thighs slowly.

"M...master..." Blake whimpered as he saw Marcus' head duck down to his nethers. His leg was lifted up and his body half twisted to the side as Marcus moved himself into position. He held onto the carpet for support as his leg was lifted into the air, now laying on his side and exposed to whatever Marcus wanted from him.

Marcus moved himself into a sort of 69 position, his head facing the gap between Blake's legs from behind and his knees facing the back of Blake's head. The view that lay before him was one he never got tired off, his boys tight round cheeks staring at him with his hidden slit resting behind his balls. His tight hole was staring back at him as the lion licked his lips.

Blake squeaked rather loudly as he felt Marcus' thick tongue delve between his rump cheeks to probe at his tight tailhole. He panted and gripped the carpet in his finger as that thick warm and wet tongue slurped and lapped between his cheeks and delved at his tight hole.

"ahh...ahhh...oh god" Blake panted as Marcus took what he wanted from him, the lions hands holding him open as he was exposed and slurped upon, his tailhole clenching and spasming against the thick probing tongue that was fighting for entry.

Marcus' was murring loudly as he slurped rather loudly between Blake's cheeks, the crevice between those round plump cheeks growing wet and slick with each firm lick. The squeaks that emanated from Blake's throat was music to the bigger lions ears as his nose pushed up against the back of Blake's balls, the scent of Blake's honeyed lips wafting against his nose for his enjoyment.

His fingers snaked their way up Blake's thigh and found the tight slit behind his balls. The warm velvety lips were already slicked with Blake's honey and each soft press of Marcus' thick fingers made the tight lips drool more. As he kept lapping and slurping over the tight tailhole of his boy, he inhaled the smell of Blake's taint as he rubbed his fingers against the warm velvety lips.

Two of Marcus' thick fingers probed into those tight vaginal lips and Blake panted loudly as he arched his back, gripping the carpet so hard he almost threatened to pull a good handful out of the fibres. His lips were spread open, revealing the very pink insides of his tight love hole.

"Ahhhhh" he panted and whimpered as his pussy was opened and closed by Marcus' thick fingers, the lions hot breath wafting into his tunnel with each breath. The lions big tongue pushed into his ring and popped right in, the thick tongue starting to explore his insides as he was fingers, licked and breath upon.

Those fingers slipped in rather easily as Marcus' tongue gained entry into his backside, penetrating Blake in both holes at once. Marcus purred loudly and got all the more harder, a thick wet spot slowly spreading over the front of his boxers as his nose was dampened with Blake's dripping honey.

"Mmm, you taste so damn good boy" Marcus murred as he pulled his tongue from Blake's ass and licked his lips. Taking a deep breath of his boys sweet scent he pushed is tongue right back in, snaking his thick organ up into Blake's depths.

Two of his fingers pushed their way into Blake's insides with a soft squishing noise. Blake gasped as those two fingers spread him open just by pushing into his innermost area. Bright stars of pleasure began to erupt like fireworks in Blake's eyes as he felt himself get probed in two places at once, a thick tongue up his butt and two thick fingers in his twat.

"Oh god...oh god...." Blake whimpered as he clutched at the carpet. His hard cock bobbed between his legs, throbbing with need as he felt Marcus' thick fingers plunge in to the base of his knuckles and start to pump themselves in and out.

With soft squishing noises, each pumping movement made Marcus' fingers get coated more firmly in Blake's dripping honey. His sweet smelling pussy juice began to flow out from his stretched open hole and run down his thigh slowly. Some pooled backed and leaked over Marcus' ever plunging tongue, making the lion murr as he lapped up the dripping juices while he tongue fucked his boy.

"So that's what he's making you call him now' a familiar voice said above them both and the sudden words made them both stop. Marcus pulled his tongue from his boys ass as Blake managed to open his eyes to see Brian standing above them both with a smirk on his face, a tray laden with three large strawberry sundaes in his hands.

And a very fat tent in his pants.

"Oh shut up father" Marcus said with a smirk as he looked up at his father who stood up above them, but he didn't stop moving his fingers in and out of Blake's pussy. "he only says that when I'm pushing the right buttons on him" he pointed out. "And I happen to be doing that right now" he said with a smirk as he pushed his fingers in knuckle deep, making Blake gasp loudly.

"well, I guess you don't take long to lay into him" Brian said as he placed the tray on the table beside the chairs. He sat himself down on the chair, his legs spread somewhat giving Blake a good view of his bulge. Blake couldn't help but stare at that large throbbing bulge barely held back by the thin material of Brian's pyjama pants.

"of course not. He's my sex toy, and I love his body. Every bit of it, from his adorable face" he says as he pulled his fingers out. "to his long beautiful hair" he said, pushing them back in. "to his damn fine ass, and his hot tight pussy" he grinned as he pulled them out again.

And he loves mine. Especially when i push my cock into him and make him squeak" Marcus said as he pulled his fingers from Blake's pussy and lapped his tongue over the drooling lips, Blake emitting a long whine f pleasure as he was openly used. Marcus did not seem to be ashamed in any sense to be openly enjoying his boy in front of his father.

And as Blake looked up at Brian, it seemed the older lion didn't seem to be minding it. The elderly lion was slowly rubbing his thick bulge, his hand wrapped around his trapped member and was slowly pumping it back and forth wit ha deep purr rumbling in his chest.

"well, perhaps its time you shared him then" Brian said with a smirk on his handsome face as he worked his hand up and down his fat bulge. He spread his legs a little more and Blake could see the front of Brian's pants were starting to get damp with his leaking pre.

"oh, so you admit you haven't laid into him while I've been busy?" Marcus said with a matching smirk on his face to his father as he sucked his fingers clean of Blake's pussy juice while his other hand massaged over Blake's rump. Brian merely chuckled.

"he's your property. I need both of you to say yes" he pointed out as he gave his bulge a soft squeeze. "besides, it wouldn't be right to have my fun with him behind your back" he pointed out as he kept rubbing himself.

"well boy, should we show granddaddy there what he's missing out on?" Marcus said as he looked up from between the flamedramon's legs to his boy. A big grin was spread over his handsome face as he gave Blake's round rump another squeeze.

Blake panted a little as he looked up at the seated older lion above him. Brian was old enough to be considered his grandfather, and he had to admit, the older lion had been kind to him. And he couldn't deny he was hot. And if that bulge was anything to go by, perhaps Marcus took after his father in another way.

He had not had sex with anyone but Marcus since he got here, and he had liked it that way. But now here he had the chance to be a little more close to someone who had looked at him like he was a grandson to him. Plus, he was really horned up and he just wanted to get that older lion cock deep inside him.

"Yes daddy" Blake nodded as he licked his lips slowly, feeling his cock throb hard with arousal.

"good boy" Marcus said with a pleased smile. "now how bout you get on all fours like a good bitch and show granddaddy how good that mouth of yours feels" he said, giving Blake's round butt a firm but gentle slap.

Blake gasped slightly as he was slapped across his naked ass, arching his back slightly as he pushed himself up. He pushed himself onto all fours, his hands and knees sinking into the thick rug underneath him as he moved over towards the older lion.

The older lion sat back with a soft purr emanating from deep within, his chest rumbling softly as Blake's hands found his thick bulge. He smiled down at Blake as the flamedramon boy untied the drawstring on his pants, sighing softly from Blake's hands on him.

"mm, its all yours sweetie" Brian murred as he heard Blake gasp softly as his pants were opened and his aching cock was exposed. The gasp came as Blake saw how big Brian was. While Marcus was eighteen inches and thick as a beer can when he was hard, Brian looked just as big, if not bigger in width. And it was leaking a fair amount of precum that was drooling slowly down the underside of his cock. The opening of his pyjama pants was almost tight enough around the base of his fat cock to be considered a cockring.

Obviously, Marcus took after his father in every sense.

Blake took the hardening piece of lion meat into his hands, feeling the thick cock throb against his warm hands. He licked his lips a few times as he opened his mouth slowly and guided it to his lips. He inhaled softly and wrapped his soft lips around the thick head. Brian let out a sigh of pleasure as Blake's warm mouth enveloped his cock as he watched the boy start to slide down.

"oh boy...its been a while since I had a mouth this good around me" Brian moaned out as he felt his heart begin to race from the pleasure of Blake's soft warm mouth engulfing his cock. He dug his fingers into the armrest of the chair as he let Blake do as he pleased with his length.

Marcus kneeled behind Blake and rubbed the boys round plump cheeks, purring softly as he enjoyed how good they felt. Blake spread his legs and almost instinctively pushed his backside out, lifting his tail up to expose himself to his master. Marcus' watched at Blake rather effortlessly slide his mouth down on his fathers large cock, seeing him smile around the thick cock that was sliding into his throat.

"mm, that's a good bitch" Marcus said with a grin as he ran his hand over Blake's moist slit, making the boy moan around his mouthful. He felt his boy tremble as he rubbed his fingers back and forth against the moist dripping pussy. "show granddaddy how much you love him" he grinned as he slid a finger into Blake's tight opening.

"you taught him well son" Brian murred as he watched Blake's pursed lips move down his cock, like the boy was giving it a firm kiss all the way down. It was almost disbelieving that Blake was able to take such a big cock down his throat like that, but the proof was there when the flamedramon's nose pushed into his thick pubic fur. Brian gasped loudly, his heart almost skipping a beat as Blake's throat bulged out from the amount of cock that was stuffed into it.

"he's a natural. And the best investment i ever made" Marcus said with pride in his voice as he spread Blake's legs apart. He purred as he saw Blake's goods completely exposed to him as he undid his boxer shorts. With a sigh he pulled his trapped cock from within the tight recesses of his boxers.

The boy moaned around the huge cock that was in his throat as he slowly bobbed his head back and forth along the thick lion cock. He held onto the base with one hand as he pulled up to the head and began to suckle on it like it was a drink bottle. His other hand dug into Brian's pants and pulled out his balls, barely, through the tight opening.

Two fat balls the size of apples were pulled out, covered in the same grey streaked fur that covered the older lions chest down to his abdomen. The thick fur had a deep manly smelling musk that made Blake's head swim a bit as he inhaled it with each breath.

Blake let out a moan around the thick cockhead in his mouth as he felt the heated length of his masters cock slide up between his legs. The thick shaft hot-dogged between his thighs and pressed up under his balls and against his moist slit, his juices leaking over the fat shaft. The huge cockhead pressed up against the base of his chest, rubbing a slimy trail of pre with each hump.

Brian moaned and closes his eyes as Blake moved his head up and down on the thick shaft, a bulge forming in his throat as the thick cock head moved up and down his oral tunnel. Brian felt his body start to heat up as sweat began to form on his body as he enjoyed the pleasure of the boy working him over.

Marcus grinned as he slid his cock back and forth between Blake's thighs slowly, letting the boy feel how big he was. The head of his cock reached the base of Blake's chest, and he knew that once inside, it would probably reach there too. And it had happened many times before as well.

He pulled back and held his hefty cock in his hand, letting the thick cock bounce back and forth against his boys buttcheeks, slapping it gently as his cock spurted out a few ropes of thick pre, almost marking his boy. He held the boys tail up, bending it over his back as he guided the thick head to his boys open slit. Warm pussy juice leaked out and began to coat the thick head, making them both moan as the bigger lion held the smaller boys hips and began to push in.

Blake squeaked around the thick cock in his throat as he had to pull off to get some air. The thick lion cock flopped against Brian's gut like a thick pulsing snake as Blake felt his tongue loll from his mouth. His vaginal walls were stretched open as Marcus pushed his hefty cock into that small hole, Blake panting loudly as he felt himself impaled. And it was very easily done.

"How in the world can you take something so big?" Brian panted as he watched inch after inch of his son's thick veniy cock slide into Blake's much smaller opening. And there didn't seem to be any resistance to it as Marcus purred from how good it felt. Blake panted and pushed back, feeling that thick log sink into him, wanting more of his masters cock to impale him.

"practice, and lots of it" Marcus grinned as he held onto Blake's hips and pushed the rest of his thick cock deep into his boy. Blake moaned and pushed back as he was impaled, his cheeks flush with the bigger lions firm iron hips. He panted and licked his lips as he pulled Brian's cock back up and took it back between his lips. His hand started to stroke the thick length up and down, his hand barely managing to meet half way around the thick girth as his other hand rolled those huge balls around in his palm.

Blake panted around the hefty cock in his mouth as he felt Marcus start to smack his hips against his backside. The force of the bigger muscled lions thrusts pushed him further and further down on Brian's hefty cock as his butt cheeks jiggled and smacked against Marcus' hips.

"mmm, that's a good boy" Brian moaned softly as he placed a hand on Blake's head and began to stroke his fingers through the boys hair. He purred deeply as his fingers slipped inbetween Blake's long lengths of hair, not pushing him down but letting him know who was in charge in a sense. Blake moaned in his throat as he bobbed his head up and down on the fat fuckstick in his mouth, the thick shaft shining up with the saliva that covered it.

"mm, yeah boy. Take daddies cock like a good bitch" Marcus growled as he thrusted forward hard, his hips smacking loudly against Blake's rump as the boy was thrust forward. Half of Brian's hefty cock was shoved down Blake's throat and it was slowly sinking down more with each thrust. Marcus pulled out again and landed another hard thrust forward, Blake moaning as he was forced down on the thick cock.

Blake had to close his eyes as he placed his hands on Brian's thighs, holding himself as he was pushed up and down on the thick cock. All he had to do was breathe through his nose as each thrust of Marcus' fucking pushed him up and down on the older lions thick cock. It was almost like he didn't have to do any of the work as he was split-roasted between the two older lions.

The boy lolled his tongue around the thick shaft as he moaned and sucked on the hard dick, feeling the older lions thick pre start to slide down his throat. He held onto Brian's hard thighs as he was pushed down against his pubic fur with each hard thrust by his master.

Marcus leant over his boy, his nose pushed into the back of Blake's neck as he buried his cock in and out of the boys tight pussy over and over again. He didn't have to pull out any more then the last few inches of his hefty cock in order to fuck his boy good and deep. The majority of his cock was buried up Blake's tight hole and he just had to thrust the last inch or two back and forth with the pumping motion of his hips. No matter which hole he fucked, or how many times he fucked him, Blake was always so damn tight.

"mm, fuck yeah boy" Marcus growled into Blake's neck as he slammed his hips back and forth, forcing his boy up and down on his fathers cock as he mounted his flamedramon sex toy properly. He moved his hands up to just under Blake's ribcage and dug his fingers into the boys sides as he mounted his boy properly.

Brian was purring loudly as he watched his sons boy slurp and suck loudly on his cock. Being older, he wasn't able to fire out a climax quickly, but the pleasure was very enjoyable as he watched Blake lovingly service him. And the content look on his face as he was drilled by two very large lion cocks proved he was loving it. He was content to just simply lie back and let Blake do the work at the rate he wanted to go.

CRACK

The heavy striking hand found Blake's asscheek and the flamedramon let out a squeal of pleasure and pain as his ass was spanked by the bigger lion that was claiming it. Another hard crack connected with his other cheek as he arched his back in pleasure. He was sure that his ass was starting to glow red just from those two spanks alone.

"mm, gonna fill your damn cunt up boy" Marcus growled as he leant up and smacked Blake's ass again hard enough to make it turn a darker shade of red. His hands were very good at spanking his boys backside and he could make it rosey red in less then five hits at best. Another crack made Blake jump as he panted around Brian's fat cock and he moaned loudly.

"oh god daddy, fill me" Blake moaned as he pulled off of Brian's hefty cock and held onto it like it was a metal pole, feeling Marcus rock his body back and forth as he was invaded by his huge cock. "please, fill me up" he moaned loudly.

"FUUCK" Marcus cried out as he slammed every inch he had into Blake's tight pussy, filling him to the brim with lion cock. His hips were flush with Blake's reddened cheeks, pushing them hard upwards. A thick bulge distended Blake's stomach out, rising up to his chest as the lion began to empty his balls deep within his boy.

Brian had to chuckle a little as he watched Blake's eyes glaze over from how much seed was pumping into him at that very moment. The boys mouth was open in a perfect 'O' shape as his tongue lolled from his mouth. His eyes rolled back into his head and he shuddered all over. Thick copious amounts of lion seed poured into Blake and whitewashed his insides as his inner walls were pumped full of fertile seed.

Blake let go of Brian's heavy cock and panted as he hung his head between the lions legs, feeling Marcus slowly begin to pull out. Inch after slimy inch was pulled from his insides as thick strings of cum began to leak around his stretched pussy. He moaned and panted like he was out of breath as he felt himself full to the brim.

With a wet and lewd pop the thick head of Marcus' cock popped out of Blake's stretched open hole, a few splatters of thick cum landing on the carpet between them. With a satisfied sigh Marcus rubbed his boys asscheeks, admiring the handiwork of his boys fucked pussy. It lay well spread open and dripping with a mixture of honeyed juice and lion cream.

"mmm, always so damn good" Marcus murred as he looked up at his father. "told you he's good" he pointed out with a grin as he held onto Blake's reddened backside. Blake moaned softly and pushed back a little as he kept his grip on Brian's thick cock.

"i can see why you love him so much in bed" Brian admitted as he saw Blake panting from the pleasure he had just received. The boy rested his head against Brian's thick thigh and gave him a very content looking smile up at him.

"well, you weren't enjoying it. You haven't gotten off yet" Marcus pointed out with a smirk on his features as he gave his slowly softening cock a squeeze in his hand.

"hey, at my age, you don't fire one out so quickly boy" brian said with a smirk on hsi face. "that just means I can enjoy it longer then you can, mr over in five minutes" he said wit ha grin as he gave Blake's face a gentle stroke.

"Well, maybe you should try a different way then" Marcus suggested, as he felt his cock starting to quickly come back to life. "and unlike you, i can get off twice before falling asleep" he smirked as he stroked his thick cock a few times, murring as the sensitive flesh prickled in his fingers.

"wha..." Blake moaned out as he managed to lift his head up enough to see Marcus' let go of his once again hard cock and move up behind him. With a wicked looking grin on his face he rubbed his hands together and bent down.

With an eep Blake felt himself get picked up by Marcus by his hips, the boy easily being lifted into the air. He squirmed a bit at first, but he never could break free from his masters firm grip once the bigger lion got his hands on him. He was easily turned around, finding him face pressed into the damp sweaty fur of his masters thick pecs.

He felt himself blush furiously as he was pushed forward and let his legs get lifted up and spread open, thick drops of lion spunk dripping from his open twat. He realised that, if he was sitting in Brian's position, then he would have gotten a very good view of his freshly fucked pussy.

"wait, what are you OOOHHH" Blake gasped loudly as he felt Brian's hands on his butt, the firm grips on his cheeks spreading him open further. He was both pushed and pulled down onto the granddad lions meaty shaft. The thick cockhead spread his lips open easily the moment it was pressed against them and Brian moaned softly as he felt Blake's pussy almost suck him straight up.

"Mm, so moist and warm" Brian murred as he wrapped his arms around Blake and slowly pushed him down, feeling his thick cock spread the boy open again. Soft and very lewd slurping noises came from them both as Blake's creamy filled cunt seemed to suck Brian's thick cock up inside of him. A visible bulge appeared in Blake's stomach once more as the thick cock travelled upwards.

"oh god" Blake panted as he felt that incredible full feeling travel up his insides. He felt his ass connect with Brian's thighs as he was pushed down balls deep onto the thick shaft. He looked down as he panted and saw the very visible bulge in his stomach as he growled from the pleasure.

Marcus reached forward and put his hands on Blake's shoulders, making the boy look up at him. His gaze caught the thick length that bobbed in front of him. Still covered in their combined juices, the thick organ seemed to pulse and visibly throb before him.

Brian held onto Blake's hips as he helped position Blake's legs around his own, letting the boy kneel down on his thick cock. It seemed surreal to see the base of his lengthy cock sitting under the boys reddened backside, but the proof was right there.

Slowly, Blake began to move upwards, lifting off a few inches as the bulge moved in his stomach before he pushed himself back down, the bulge moving upwards. He moaned and panted, feeling the difference in width on Brian's shaft compared to his masters. It felt like he was being pumped by a baseball bat.

"That's it grandson" Brian murred as he watched the few inches of his cock become exposed with each pumping movement of the sexy boytoy that sat in his lip. "Why did I go so long without trying you out?" he wondered to himself as he felt sweat begin to drip from his mane past his eyes as he moaned deeply, feeling his heart race from the pleasure.

Blake didn't need an order as he leant forward and began to take the huge cock into his mouth as he wrapped his hands around the base. He suckled his lips around the thick cockhead and stroked the thick base in his hands as he moved his hindquarters up and down on the thick ple that speared up into him.

Marcus wrapped his hands around Blake's head and pushed his hips forward. His cock sunk into the boys warm mouth and pushed past the gag reflex. A bulge formed in Blake's throat as he sunk his cock into his boys tight warm throat.

"mmm, my good boy" Marcus murred as he held Blake's head in his hands and began to push his cock in and out of the warm tight mouth. His thick glute's clenched with each push forward as his ropey tail whipped around behind him. Blake moaned and held onto Marcus' thighs as his tongue sought out all the hidden pleasure spots on Marcus' shaft that had taken countless times to come to know.

Marcus' shivered as Blake's tongue sought out certain spots on his cockhead and down his shaft that made his balls tingle. He had just blown a thick load not that long ago, and already he could feel Blake push Marcus into another orgasm.

Brian was moaning as he felt Blake's warm sloppy wet pussy ride up and down on his thick lion cock. It had been so long since anyone had done this to him, and he was enjoying every minute of it. Blake's cunt squelched and sloshed as his hard boy cock slapped up against his stomach and between his thighs with each movement.

He pushed his nose into Marcus' pubic fur, inhaling his masters thick scent as he bobbed his head in time with each push up and down on his granddaddy's huge cock. His throat bulged out all the way as it looked like he had swallowed a flexible lead pipe, his throat shifting to accommodate such a huge length.

"oh yeha...oh yeah"....Brian moaned as he felt that hot warm love passage massage his large cock as he opened his eyes. He looked down and saw Blake's spread and exposed ass before him, the boys tail lifted high and giving him a delicious looking view of his cock disappearing up the boys cunt. Each wet and lewd squelch sent shivers up the older lion's thighs as he felt the first tingles in his hefty balls.

Marcus murred as he held onto Blake's shoulders, thrusting into the warm tight maw. Blake was moaning loudly and his eyes were half glazed over, proof that he was loving the pleasure he was receiving from the two bigger lions. His own cock bobbed and bounced between his legs, achingly hard and drooling pre like a small river.

He clenched his fingers into Marcus' thighs and held on as he was spit-roasted, his ass bouncing up and down at a steady and fast pace. Every so often he would slam his hips down, impaling himself on the thick cock all the way and grinding his backside into the lion's lap.

He would pull off the thick cock and lap at the large thick head, licking up the pre that was oozing freely and swallow it down. Then he'd take a deep breath and push himself back down, letting that thick cock plunge almost all the way down to his stomach.

"oh god Blake....sweetie...I'm getting close" Brian moaned as he felt his cock begin to pulse with his imminent orgasm. The warm hot squelching was making that huge cock throb and pulse as his balls began to boil. He hadn't cum in ages and it was going to be a big climax for him as he held onto Blake's buttcheeks like they were handlebars.

"go on father. Cum in him. Give Blake what he wants" Marcus said as he panted above the both of them, sweat dripping from his brow as his glasses were fogging up from the heat his body was creating. He was having a hard time seeing, but he had no trouble feeling it.

Blake pushed himself down, his rump pushing down onto Brian's gut as he felt all of Brian's thick throbbing lion cock squelch into his pussy. The fireworks in his eyes blossomed as he felt himself start to quiver.

"GAAHH" Blake gagged around Marcus' cock as he felt himself orgasm. Tremors filled his body, starting with his inner core. They spread out slowly like a tsunami wave that roared over his body, washing him down with extreme pleasure. His whole body shook and shivered as he trembled uncontrollably, his body spasming around the thick cock that impaled him.

With an involuntary cry he held onto Marcus' shaft for dear life as he felt himself start to cum hands free. His cock throbbed and pulsed as his cum erupted onto the mess on the carpet, his balls emptying their load into the air before gravity took over and fell downwards. Rope after ribbon of pearly flamedramon seed erupted into the air before his orgasm began to die down.

His pussy quivered and shook as he felt his flood of vaginal climax juices explode around Brian's hefty member. Thick hot honey began to drool around the thick cock and coated it like a hot warm glove. His inner walls clenched and massaged the thick hefty cock that speared through it like fingers as his juices flooded over Brian's lap, coating him like a bucket of hot warm honey.

"oh god" Brian cried out as his heart raced, skipping a beat or two as a wave of pleasure erupted through him, emanating from his crotch and spreading out through his body. He dug his claws into Blake's backside, hard enough to leave claw marks as he felt his body seize up and straighten out.

His hefty cock erupted, his heavy balls churning as they emptied their load through his cock and into his sons slaves cunt, flooding the already full womb with even more seed. Blake's stomach began to bulge out from how much seed was being pumped into him. His stomach expanded so much that he looked almost pregnant.

"mm, yeah...oh yeah" Marcus growled as he pushed Blake's face into his crotch, his huge cock sliding back into the boys warm throat as he emptied the second load of the night down his boys throat. His cock pulsed as his second orgasm, impressive but slightly smaller then the first, fired right down his boys throat and into the collecting mass inside of him.

Blake moaned and shook as he felt the flood of thick seed travel down his throat as he struggled to keep up, gulping and swallowing as fast and as quickly as he could as he felt it expand his stomach even further. He felt his body start to give out as his eyes rolled into the back of his head, fireworks dying down in small explosions as his vision swam.

Marcus panted and pulled out of Blake's mouth as he took a few steps back, his thick cock swaying between his legs and smacking against his thighs as he caught his breath. His cock tingled sensitively as it bounced between his legs. He took a few deep breathes as he managed to collect himself, calming himself down from the rush of orgasm.

Once he felt his own heartbeat die down to the point where it was manageable, he brought his hand up and wiped the sweat from his forehead and flicked the beads of male slime onto the carpet. He wiped his hand onto the side of his already sweat stained boxers and reached up to take his glasses from his nose.

"damn Blake. You get better every time boy" he admitted as he wiped the steam from his glasses, having to do it a few times as his fingers were covered in sweat. Once he got them clean enough he pushed them back into place, then realised that he didn't get an answer.

"boy?" he said, hearing nothing from either one of them as he looked down at his father and his slave boi. A grin slowly spread over his face as he saw the sight before him and he found himself chuckling a bit in amusement.

Both of them were fast asleep, having passed out form the pleasure they had received from one another. Brian lay sitting back in his chair, his arms over the sides of his chair, hanging useless and dead weight. Blake sat still impaled on the older lions cock, cum dribbling from the corners of his mouth and underneath his thighs, his stomach protruding slightly.

Blake was laid back, his head against Brian's shoulder, a content and happy smile on his face, his lips turning slightly red from abuse. Brian had his face nuzzled against Blake's, their foreheads almost touching as they both slept off their afterglow of pleasure.

With a smile Marcus' picked up Blake's robe and shook it out a few times before he gently draped it over the two of them. He tucked the robe in around their sides, making sure to wrap his fathers arms around Blake so they they wouldn't get cold. Whit a smile he rubbed his boys head affectionately and gave him a kiss on the forehead.

"I'm proud of you boy" he purred deeply as he stroked a few sweat strands of hair away from Blake's face before he stepped away from the two sleeping males.

He moved over to the window and drew the thick curtain back, revealing the dark covered grounds before him. The rain was still pouring down, but it was less violent then before. The lightning was no longer flashing and the thunder had passed at least.

The storm was passing on, and it was just rain now. No wonder they hadn't heard anything for the last hour or so. He smirked to himself as he pulled the curtain back, making sure it covered the whole window. He didn't bother to put his cock back into his boxers. It was his room, anyway.

Leaving his father and his sex toy to sleep, Marcus then walked over to the neglected dessert where it still sat on the table near the two sleeping males. His stomach rumbled, signalling how much of an appetite he had worked up from the good sex he had just had. Ignoring his swinging cock that slapped against his thighs, he picked up one of the glasses and frowned.

The damn thing had melted.