In Love with Father
What happens when you want to seduce your father, but he keeps doing everything but listening to you? Start with a blowjob in his sleep, I suppose.
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In Love With Father For Blader By Draconicon
"Thanks for taking me on this trip, dad."
Blader smiled, rubbing the back of his neck as he looked out over the lake. The sunset was already playing over the water, halfway done and heading towards darkness, but the fiery look of the surface was beautiful. The ring of trees around it completed the rustic look for the wolf, making it almost feel like they'd gone back in time to an older world, where their ancestors had been running through those same woods.
Not that they had. After all, a camping trip was just a camping trip, but the view was that good.
His father, an older wolf named Havoc, chuckled as he worked at the tent.
"Well, it was a good way to get us both out of the house for the weekend. And you gotta admit, it's been good doing this again. Haven't had the chance to be together like this since you were a cub."
He nodded, looking back at his father. The wolf had missed his dad for a while, and often thought of him while he was away at the various schools he'd been bounced between. Different reasons for each; sometimes they moved, sometimes things went wrong and he was expelled or transferred. Each time, it meant that he had to spend more time away from his father.
And as a result, he'd...missed a lot. Blader blushed as he watched the older wolf crawl into the tent, his eyes fixed on that wide, muscled rump as the older male slipped out of view.
"So, you gonna come in here and set up your sleeping bag, or do you expect your old man to do that for you too?"
"Uh, coming."
Well...you were hoping to get a chance, he thought as he slipped into the tent. After all, what better time to try and seduce your own father?
The evening slipped by quickly, with Blader trying to figure out the best way to make a move. It was harder than he thought. Every time that he thought he had an opening - like with the sleeping bags - his dad managed to get the task done too quickly for him to make any kind of seduction attempt. He couldn't have been doing it on purpose, but it was getting more and more frustrating.
Making beds transitioned to making dinner, which went to eating dinner, which went to washing up in the nearby creek. Each time, he had only barely gotten settled before his father moved on to the next, and he couldn't put together a plan.
Before he knew it, it was dark, and they were laying side by side in the tent, and all of his ideas were worthless. The wolf grumbled under his breath, staring up at the top of the tent with a shake of his head before turning to look at his sleeping father.
Why do you have to make this so hard?
Admittedly, it wasn't like Havoc knew that he had a crush on him. Hell, Blader had only figured that out when he'd gotten back home after so long away, and saw his father with a mature set of eyes for the first time. He'd gotten some...experience...while he was away, finding out different things that he liked, but he hadn't thought about his father in the same way until that first night back, seeing his dad getting out of the shower.
Since then...
Well, every wolf needed a mate, and with his mother out of the way due to a long-ago divorce, he and his father did fit the right criteria.
I just wish he'd let me show him what I want...
Blader rolled onto his side, running his fingers along his father's arm. The older wolf had always been a deep sleeper, so he didn't have any fear of the old man waking up. He petted him, feeling the warmth of the fur beneath his fingers, enjoying the softness of it.
His fingers wandered, heading underneath the sleeping bag. Feeling the muscles of his father's chest, the thick fur that got thicker along the belly. Further, further -
"Mmmph..."
Biting back a little moan of his own, Blader started squeezing his dad's sheath, tugging on the fleshy tube until that little tip pointed its way free. His fingers pinched it, giving it a few little tugs that he knew most males liked, and encouraged it to keep sliding free.
There was no stopping him now, gradually pulling down the zipper of his dad's sleeping bag. It came down quietly, the bag too new to have the loud squeaks and zipping sounds of the old pair that they'd had for years. As his father slept in the nude, he had a perfect view of the bigger wolf, from his thick chest to his only barely bulging belly to his -
"Mmm...mmmm..."
The wolf leaned in, pressing his nose to the heavy sac beneath the shaft, giving it a couple of sniffs before he dragged his muzzle up the rod. It was so very musky, potent and hot, and he shivered as he sucked down the smell like a thirsty man guzzling water. He dragged his nose along the hot, red cock, trailing upwards towards the tip.
By the time he got there, it was already oozing pre, and he opened his mouth wide, taking the shaft into his mouth. Bit by bit, he worked his way down, flicking his tongue along the underside. The taste was even better than the smell, salty, perhaps slightly metallic, and rich with the musky scent turned flavor of an older man. He bobbed his head up and down, getting used to the thickness and length of his father's cock as he made his way towards the base, getting closer and closer with each movement.
Soon, his lips were locked around the base, and he took a moment to just suck, just enjoy the warmth of the shaft down his throat. It was a thickness that he could hardly believe, and he could feel his lips parting for the knot as it started to grow.
He was eventually forced to pull back, unable to keep his lips wrapped around the knot, and he pulled back to the tip. Holding the shaft by the base - and doing his best to ignore his own cock - he started flicking his tongue around the head, cleaning it of pre, and keeping it as hard as he could.
His eyes lit up as it throbbed all the more, and he paused, thinking.
Could I...
His father was deep asleep, after all, and he might be able to get away with it. And that need under his tail had gone unsatisfied for so long...
Shucking off his pants, the wolf straddled his father's hips, and guided that cock under his tail. The hot, wet tip made him feel slimy and eager back there, and he started to push back -
"Blader."
He froze, looking down at his father. The old wolf had finally woken up, and he looked...amused, if anything.
"Um, dad, I can explain -"
"I'm not sure that you can..."
Blader blushed heavily, unable to move, unable to pull away from that hot cock under his tail. He wanted it, wanted to take it, wanted to give his father the pleasure that he deserved, but now that the old wolf was awake...
Then his dad reached out, holding him by the hips. It was like a gentle touch, pulling him a bit closer, keeping the tip of that thick shaft pressed right to his hole.
"Alright...but just tonight, okay? I don't want you to make a habit of this."
"N-no sir."
"Then push, boy."
The wolf nodded, and pushed down hard. The thick tip pushed back against him as his father worked upwards, and it popped in almost without effort. The younger wolf moaned, biting his tongue as he felt that cock taking him, filling him up in a way that none of his other experiences had. He needed it. Needed it so...so bad...
He started bouncing without being told, taking his father's hands off of his hips and holding them. Fingers interlacing, he had a perfect grip as he started riding that cock, making it go deep inside of him with every bounce. He could feel the knot slamming against his hole, threatening to push inside, but he didn't care. Blader needed it, needed his father more than he had ever needed anything.
Up and down, up and down he went, always taking a little more than the last time. His father grunted as he bounced, shaking his head.
"Mmmph...not your...first time, I see..."
"Nooooo..."
"My compliments...they got you...good. You're very...good at this..."
He blushed, and rode faster, harder, bouncing against that knot harder than ever. He could feel it stretching out his rim a little further, making him feel like he was being pushed to the breaking point as he took that cock as deep as he could.
In, out...
In, out...
Pop!
The knot slipped in, his ass burning, but he couldn't stop. He ground down against it, squeezing along the thick bulge in his ass. His father panted, his eyes rolling back, and Blader grinned, knowing that he'd succeeded.
The first hot shot of cum sliding up his ass left him moaning, reaching down and grabbing his own cock to push himself over the edge. Before his father had finished, the young wolf joined him in climax, spurting his load all over the older, bigger wolf's chest, and leaving the tent filled with the smell of sex.
"Mmmmph...you..."
Havoc shook his head, not finding the words. Slowly, Blader laid down on his father's chest, smearing his cum between the two of them. His father reached down, rubbing along his ass, and Blader knew that the older wolf's cum was getting rubbed into his rump.
A part of him wanted to bring up the idea of being mates...but it was their first time, and his dad said that this would be the only time. Blader knew it wouldn't be, but he also knew that it would be better to bide his time. He'd wait...for now.
The End