FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

**Lusting Over Dad**

Growing up is hard. Teenage life is hard -- as much as people would have you believe otherwise, it's all about sex sex sex.

And with that, comes lots of questions:

"Why does my body feel this way?"

"Why do I look at a celebrity in a certain way?"

"Why is it that I have a sudden urge to stare at the men on underwear packages?"

But Alex's son does not have these questions.

For better or worse, he is a special boy. Many would say 'for worse', as it involves him having an undisputed attraction to his father. But the son, named Vic, could not think better of himself for having these fantasies.

He does not need to spend time finding porn.

He simply looks outside his window, seeing his dad all sweaty and musky on a warm summer day... grabbing his dick and jerks off to the sight until he spunks all over his window.

"It's free fapping material," he would often end his notebook (which is crammed full of dad/son fantasies) with this sentence. Technically he cannot control his attraction to his father -- it's his fault for being so hairy, musky and unequivocally attractive.

This reason is what he comforted himself with when he first found a pang of regret burgeoning in his stomach ever since he just blew the fattest load of his teenage life so far from huffing his wolf jockstrap.

He's had this notebook for years, ever since he discovered his attraction for his father and daddy-types in fact, but any attempts to open it to the beginning would end in failure - as the pages are stuck together with dried semen.

For the time being, this is how Vic lets out his fantasies.

He furiously scribbles down in his notebook while his other hand is pumping his dick, writing and describing all manner of ways he would go down on his father -- but, not just that, for the son has also paid a remarkable sense of detail in his fantasies -- he would describe the place in which it happens, what he smells like, the description of his pubes pushing out the band of his jockstrap, how he'll love to sniff his dad's unshaven bush just creeping out of his behemoth jock and-

SPLAT.

"Urrghh... Nnnn... Fuck, daddy..."

Vic's pen slaps down to the floor as his arms lose control and fall beside him, left with a heavy load streaked over his stomach, breathing heavily with his eyes lidded and warm breath uttering out the words.

"I want to get bred by my fucking father... Have my prostrate slammed by his fat fucking-"

Knock knock

"Son? Are you alright?"

He would recognise that voice anywhere - he's played it on repeat in his head.

Vic shot up in his chair and clumsily reached for the toilet paper, drying his load off his cum-stinking fur and, trying to sound like he didn't just bust a nut to the man behind the door, he said:

"Y-Yeah dad! I'm fine!"

There was a slight pause.

"...Alright kiddo. Well, dinner's ready."

Vic sat on his bed and breathed a sigh of relief when he heard his father's distinctive lumberous footsteps creak down the stairs.

Then he splayed himself on his bed and sniffed his pits, curling up in a semi-ball, just appreciating the musk for a second... Before he had to go for dinner.

The question that runs most often through Vic's mind is:

"What's the best strategy for sucking off my father while he's sleeping? I want him to pump his older spunk inside me without waking up and being none the wiser."

Vic is very much turning into a mastermind for getting into his father's pants and soon enough he will have the chance to enact his plan.

*

---

*

Dinner is the hardest part of the day - not because of the extremely attractive male before him, but because Vic has to act somewhat normal around his father.

Vic couldn't stop himself from smiling at the thought of a new fic he finished recently -- it was about a son seducing his bull father, going out on a swimming trip with him and having his dad pump his ass full of cum in the water.

Then, when they walked over to the conspicuously-named 'male-only showers', they turned a lot of heads.

For any heads that hadn't turned just yet, they certainly did as the father slammed his son against the wall and began breeding him for all the men to masturbate to.

"What's got you all happy, son?"

His dad's voice snapped him out of his reviere.

"O-Oh, nothing..." Vic stammered.

"Well, that was a shit-eating grin you had on your face there. Probably thinking about girls or something..." your father trailed off in a mumble.

You focused on your food and tried not to stare at your dad's slightly unbuttoned shirt, seeing his chest hair wilting over his shirt.

Since the two of you were huddled close together, you could feel his legs rubbing up against yours, and that just made you even more horny that you couldn't even concentrate on eating your food.

All you could think about was rubbing up your dad's body and drinking down his sperm while your mother was away.

Your throbbing dick was demanding attention.

You set your food down as you excused yourself from the table, leaving your dad alone to eat his food at the table while you jerked off in the bathroom to hairy DILFs.

--The next morning...

You woke up groggily to the sound of your dad entering the room. He slapped his cock on your face and told you to 'get sucking'.

You couldn't tell if this was a dream or not, but the moment your hand wrapped around your dad's bulky leg, you realised that this is real.

"Go on kid, I've seen you looking at me. Seen that freaky shit you're into. I'm so fuckin' horny son, I just need a hot throat to unload in..."

You wrapped your lips around his throbbing shaft and looked up to him for approval. He responded by grabbing your head and shoving it further down his sweaty shaft.

"My sexy boy..."

Now Alex was flexing his hips against his son's face, his cock barely fitting in his son's little mouth, that veiny girth squeezing between his lips.

"Go on kid, you can take it all..." Alex grumbled in his half-awake voice.

It's not like Vic is fully awake himself -- after all, his father just charged into his room, horny as hell, and asked his young son to suck his cock before he goes to work.

Now he's choking on his hairy dick for dear life, his little hands wrapping around his thick shaft and trying to shove as many inches of the thick girth he can in his mouth.

It worked, because when daddy felt his cock enveloped with the warmth of his son's teen throat, he groaned out in delight and even his legs buckled, having to place his hand on his son's shoulder for support.

"Fuck, you're doing great kid. Keep it up... This your first time?"

What could only be described a murmur of a 'yes' vibrated around his cock and Alex groaned out in glee again.

"Damn..." he said, his voice taking on a darker tone ever since he saw his son stuffing his dad's dick in his mouth.

"Your first dick is 'yer goddamn father's..."

Alex breathed in.

"Fuck, that's hot."

He then pushed his boy's head fully down on his throbbing shaft, making him drink up the rough earthly scent that comes from his unclipped fuzzy brown pubes.

"You like them hairy, don't you?"

Vic just shut his eyes in happiness and squealed out a moan around his cock.

"Your little dick is throbbing from throating your dad's jaw-breaker of a cock, isn't it?"

Another moan.

Alex started to facefuck his son - starting off with slow, calculated thrusts of his hips. Until he felt his son's hands grip tightly around his hips, as if the little slut was just begging for more. Then he really started to get into it - smacking his hairy nuts against his kid's smooth chin with every ass-clapping thrust, not stopping even when he heard his son choke and struggle around his cock; in fact, it only made the big perv of a dad thrust harder in his kid's mouth.

"You're still a teenager. I gotta make you grow up with some strong protein, don't I?" The dad asked more as a question to himself.

"So, I hope you like drinking your dad's fucking bitter salty sperm, because that's what you're going to get. That's what little faggots get, isn't it? Out of all the men you could sexualise, you chose your father. The studs in the locker room not enough? Nah, you want an older dick, plain and simple. Want some man twice your age to fill your 'lil teen mouth with sperm! Hrghh!"

Alex pressed his son's head firmly into his pubes, his cock spurting spunk inside him like a broken faucet.

Poor Vic had to smell all the pubes pushed up his nose and, with his dad's hairy, sweaty, heavy balls slapping inexorably against his chin, he jizzed hands-free, a boyish moan of delight escaping around his father's cock plugging him up.

"Hrrghh... Fuuuuck. You're really drinking it all... W-What the fuck have I raised..."

Once Alex was finished pumping all the spunk his son would need to grow up strong and healthy, he popped out of his mouth, his cock flicking back to his hairy stomach with a loud defined thud.

Alex looked at his son with part horror and pride and thrust his mouth against his.

"Go on... Share it with me son."

Vic opened his mouth and let his dad's cum fall into his mouth.

The two men started tonguing and sharing it between them immediately.

"It tasted good didn't it, kid?" His father's voice was taking on a more loving tone now that he just squeezed his cock between his boy's lips and bust a hard morning nut inside his flexing teen throat.

Alex put his hand against his son's head and drew him as close as he can be, his strong hairy chest tickling against his son's smoother, leaner form.

"Y-Yeah dad..." Vic mumbled out, still trying to process that he really did just swallow his dad's spunk and now he's snowballing it with him.

"Darling? Are you there?"

His wife's voice interrupted their fun, Alex pulling back from snogging his son with a resentful grunt, giving him a look that could only be described as ravenous.

"Hrgh... We'll finish this later, son."

Even as his father's arms left him, Vic leaned forward to swipe a quick lick at his hairy nipples before he left.

This made Alex groan and stumble back a bit.

"Christ- Not right now- Fuck, you're so hot, son..."

His son is like a pet that can't leave his master. Even as Alex was trying to hastily put his sweatpants back on and wrap his robe in such a way that it didn't look like he just got sucked off by his son, his boy was hounding at his chest like an animal - licking his erect nipples, taking a hand through all the hair and sniffing deeply of that transcendent musky scent that only a DILF wolf like his father can ever hope to produce.

"You like my hairy chest son?"

"Fuuuuck yes..." The son moaned in a girlish voice. He had just made his father pump his spunk down his throat -- he's not about to stop now. He wants more.

Alex gave in and wrapped his arm around his son's back, bringing his head close against his chest as they both leaned against the wall, supporting each other.

"Go on, give it a lick. Daddy will get you off good."

Alex wrapped his hand around his son's dick as he suckled around his nipple. His dad smiled at the sight of his son's hard dick throbbing in his gorilla-like grip.

"Not bad son. Still growing though. Someday you'll be as big as 'yer dad."

Then Alex started beating off his son as Vic devoured his dad's nipple, making his hairy chest shiny with the spit of his one and only worshipper - his son.

Their moans mixed together in a symphony of father-son love. Dad jerks off son. Son worshipping dad. It's a simple, pure desire that runs through these males.

Alex is secretly proud of how well his son is developing - he groped his firm, well-built body as he hugged him, sometimes moving down to grope at his bubble-butt, making the son jump out in surprise.

"...I got an idea son. But we'll make it quick."

Alex could hear his wife getting up.

"We'll have to make it very quick, you good-for-nothing cum hound."

Alex shoved down his sweatpants and out came flicking that magnificent piece of 'dad meat' again, as Vic often described it in his stories.

The boy gasped with surprise as he felt his father's cock rut against his butthole, ushering him on further to an orgasm as he felt his dad whack him off.

His dad surprised him even further by taking his cock in his mouth, his lips contracting around his son's shaft, big hands tweezing his nuts as the son moaned and bug his hands into his daddy wolf's meaty shoulders, moaning into his ear, rubbing lovingly up against his scratchy beard.

"C'mon son, lose that fucking spunk. Gimmie that splattering of teen sperm."

Fuck, when he puts it like that, combined with the sheer warmth of his dad's mouth and the overpowering stimulus provided by his flicking tongue, Vic can't help but bust a fat load all inside his both, his young nuts slapping against his hairy chin as he did so.

"Yeeeaaahh, fuck yeah, boy," Alex was really getting off over this.

Once he generously swallowed down all of his son's 'teen sperm', he popped his cock out of his warm, the last few spurts of cum hitting over his hairy chest that Alex quickly dragged a finger over to scoop up and ate it without breaking eye contact.

He quickly gathered his things and clothed himself.

"Fuck, I just sucked off my own son..." he said in disbelief to himself while getting changed while you stood there stiffer than a lifeless wooden figurine.

He turned to look at you and winked:

"Our secret, kiddo," and went to greet his wife like nothing ever happened and he wasnt busy throatfucking his son and swallowing his sperm for a 'quickie' before he went to work.

Once he left the house with his wife, Vic couldn't help but frantically reach his for drawer and grab his notebook, scribbling something down like:

"Dad sucked me off today. His beard scratching against my balls felt so good."

Then jizzing all over himself to the thought of what just occurred replaying in his mind.

In the end, Vic was laid out like a spread eagle across his bed, chuckling with joy to himself before drifting off to sleep.

The next few days passed without event, but most importantly, Vic's fantasies had become more rampant ever since that morning where his dad stuffed his cock in his lil throat.

He can even recall how the wolf's pubes tickled his nostrils and the deep, distinctive musk overflowing from his dad's pits and gracing his senses.

If that's not all, hearing his dad's deep voice utter out the words: "My sexy little son" was sure enough to make him burst at his nightly masturbation sessions.

Much to the dismay of people online who had gotten off on his father/son fantasies, Vic had thrown aside the pen and paper for now and focused solely on pleasing himself to the real-life experience of father/son incest. And by god was it phenomenal. Not even in his wildest dreams did he imagine his father coming onto him like that.

Which begs the question, what brought Alex on to unapologetically stuff his cock in his teenage son's throat in the first place?

--On Friday night....

After coming home from work, Alex was quite tired and horny. For this, his son was looking to be the perfect cure-all to his needs.

The second he walked up the stairs, he found his son moping by his bedroom door with a sheepish grin on his face.

Alex, horny as he is since pumping cum into his son in the morning, pushed his son into his bedroom and immediately onto his bed without a second thought.

While Vic was excitedly undressing himself to the thought of getting real raw daddy dick again, he noticed that this dad had alcohol on his breath. To him, this just made it even hotter - knowing he's making out with a married man, one who he looks up to - now he is swapping spit with him like there is no tomorrow.

Vic has gotten a lot more confident since last time and has waited anxiously all day for when he can get his hands on his dad's body again. Now that he has, his heart is soaring in his chest.

Feeling his dad's bristle against his own chin is euphoric. Vic is getting such a thrill from making out with an older man that his dad cannot help but bring his arm down and grope his son's growing bulge in the middle of the kiss.

"You're packing meat there, son," his father said half-jokingly, to which his eyes widened upon realising how big his son's bulge really was - almost as impressive as his own.

"Not as big as you though, dad," Vic responded, blushing once he realised his dad was staring at his dick.

He swallowed.

"My boy really has grown..."

Alex threw his son on the bed and started to hump his cock against his ass.

"Ready to get bred, son?"

"God, fuck yes!" Vic moaned out.

While Alex was focused on directing his cock into his son's virgin hole, Vic couldn't stop moaning from his dad's muscular body pressing down on him. So much so that Alex shoved his fingers into his son's mouth so his wife couldn't hear their incestuous endeavours.

Once the tip was past, a spark of pain shot up Vic's back but, thanks to his father's concerned words, he managed to relax and let the 'daddy dick' in.

"Gotta take it easy son. It's your first time."

"Mph... I know dad..." muffled Vic.

"I just love you so much."

Alex couldn't help but smile from that.

"Heh, I know."

Taking hold of his slender hips, Alex slid more and more of his shaft inside his son's hole, his son's ass firmly clenching around his cock, like even his body was telling him not to let go of his dad's cock.

Vic's body could be barely seen under the mass of black muscle that is his dad Alex. The body hair made him more sexier and manlier than any other wolf could hope to be, and Vic was in bliss as he felt it rub against his body.

He could hear his dad grunting out in his ear about how much 'he's wanted this' and even tales of getting off to the thought of his son sucking him off at night.

Of course, when he's balls deep in his son's hole, he can't help but get lost in the moment and, gripping him tightly, he licks his neck and causes Vic to let out a loud girly moan muffled by his dad's fingers.

"Go on dad... Shove it all in. Breed your fucking stupid faggot son."

Vic was also getting lost in the moment. He wants to be used, bred and tossed by his father. He wants the entirety of that seven-inch monster shoved up his ass and slamming against his prostate.

With language like that, Alex couldn't help but punish his son for being such a naughty boy.

He flexed his hips and bottomed out his shaft, rutting his pubes against his boy's ass.

"Mphhh... Daddy, yes..."

Vic is every bit of the cum hound he imagined. Such a whore for his father. A whore for real men.

Alex thrust again. And again, until he got into a steady rhythm with which he was shaking the bed the two sat on from his deep-dicking thrusts into his son's rectum, large body towering over his frail-looking son in comparison. That just made him want to pound him even more. Rape his son down to the ground. Make him into a mindless cock slave for his own father whose brain is only focused on milking the jizz out of his fat cock.

At this point, Alex doesn't even remember he has a wife. For all intents and purposes, his son is his wife.

"When are you... hrgh... Getting a boyfriend, son?"

Vic almost laughed out loud to that question.

"Boyfriend?" He retorted, body moving in tandem with his father's.

"I just need you, dad."

That's what made Alex bust inside his son's small clenching hole, his hairy arms holding him steady as he pumped real dad cum inside of him.

Then when Alex popped out his cock, he jerked the last few loads over his son's punctured pink hole and fell on his back on the bed.

"Man, that was insane."

Vic flipped himself over so that his stomach was crawling against the bed and licked his father's half-hard cummy shaft, making sure that no drop of his father's sperm leaves his body, cleaning him fully. He then moved down to his big heavy nuts, shoving his nose up against them and inhaling that raw scent which made his dick throb with renewed vigour.

Soon enough though, he fell into a deep sleep beside his dad.

"Hey... Can I suck you off while you're in bed next time?"

Alex looked over to his son with a frown and smiled.

"Heh, why not... After all, you're the only wife I need."

**Lusting Over Dad: End**