In the Lion's Den
Behold!!! My very first attempt at writing smut! This is a commission for my friend, Cris (
on the twitter land). I hope you all enjoy.
Quick content warning for consensual sexual acts between to males, size difference, father and sone roleplay, age play, male lactation, and cum inflation.
If you aren't 18 or older, get the absolute fuck out and go play with some legos or something.
With that out of the way, enjoy!!!
Behold!!! My very first attempt at writing smut! This is a commission for my friend, Cris (@nookpaws on the twitter land). I hope you all enjoy.
Quick content warning for consensual sexual acts between to males, size difference, father and sone roleplay, age play, male lactation, and cum inflation.
If you aren't 18 or older, get the absolute fuck out and go play with some legos or something.
With that out of the way, enjoy!!!
Ian hesitated, his hand inches away from the door poised to knock. The young tuxedo cat shuffled his feet nervously. He really didn't know why he was hesitating so much. Whenever he'd talked to Duke the older man had seemed friendly enough. Taking a deep breath, Ian closed his eyes and knocked. Less than a second later the door swung open and Ian was pulled inside.
Before he had time to think, Ian was sitting on a very soft couch, squished into the side of a gargantuan lion. The disparity between the two couldn't be understated. Ian only stood at around 5'4 on a good day, and had a little more pudge on him than some. But it was nothing compared to Duke. Even sitting, the gargantuan lion towered over Ian. His ample belly looked soft, but only barely hid powerful muscle. He grinned down at Ian with a lewd gleam in his eye.
"Glad to finally see ya little guy." Duke said, his voice brazen and loud. His large hand ran up and down Ian's back, pushing him into the lion's side. "Feels like you're pretty glad too." he chuckled lewdly as Ian's tented pants poked into Duke's leg. The cat squirmed against Duke's larger frame. His face was on fire and he desperately tried to hide it by burying it into Duke's side. This only earned him more pets and chuckles.
Ian felt himself being moved closer, practically sitting on the larger man's lap. The lion's large hands roaming around and feeling everywhere they could reach. One of Duke's hands suddenly slipped lower, diving into the younger man's pants to find his prize. Ian squeaked in surprise, instinctively burying his face into Duke's ample mane. Duke's fingers caressed the underside of Ian's cock, ghosting up the length teasingly.
"Nnng, d-daddy..." Ian whimpered into Duke's chest. Duke's hand paused, fingers brushing the surface of Ian's member. A growl of pleasure rippled through the lion. With one arm Duke pulled Ian tighter against his chest. His other hand clamped around Ian's cock. Ian cried out in pleasure, muffled by Duke's thick mane.
"Daddy huh?" Duke chuckled, slowly massaging Ian's cock as he spoke. "I think I like that." Ian trembled at Duke's touch, when suddenly that warm hand was taken away. Ian was suddenly moved to sit next to Duke again, pulled close to the lion's side. Ian's eyes were drawn to the bulging tent in the lion's shorts. "See something you like?" Duke asked, making Ian squeak in embarrassment.
"Yeah." Ian replied sheepishly. Duke chuckled as he reached under the waistband of his shorts and fished out his cock. It was a little shorter than Ian's, but deliciously thick with a foreskin pulled tight against the throbbing flesh. A single bead of clear precum glimmered on the tip. Ian was mesmerized, when Duke's hand fell over his own. Slowly, the lion brought Ian's hand to his throbbing cock. Ian gasped at the intense heat from Duke's member.
"Feel it throbbing?" Duke asked. Ian nodded dumbly, his hand held firmly to the cock by Duke's. "It's all your fault, son." Duke whispered into Ian's ear. Ian's cock instantly went rigid, the front of his pants suddenly wet from precum. The little cat whimpered in pleasure as his hand tightened.
"Aww, how cute." Duke teased, running a hand down Ian's neck. "Why don't you give daddy a taste?" Ian's face went scarlet, mouth slightly agape, as he nodded. His eyes never left the hard cock in his hand. He leaned down, taking a moment to smell the manly aroma Duke produced. Slowly, he let his tongue glide across the exposed head, licking up the precum beading there.
The taste exploded on Ian's tongue. Sweet, salty, musky, and overall addicting. Ian groaned in bliss as he licked up the copious pre that Duke produced. Duke groaned in pleasure, his massive hand patting Ian's ears as he slowly began to bob the younger cat's head on the tip of his cock. Ian didn't fight against the dominant hand, letting it guide him further and further down with every bob of his head. The heady taste of Duke's musk coating his tongue and the smell filling his nose. It was heaven .
Ian found himself swallowing mouthfuls of pre. Duke groaned in pleasure as he held Ian down, firmly pressing him to his crotch. He grinned down at Ian, who simply relaxed against Duke's soft thigh. He suckled and swallowed around the throbbing cock in his throat.
"You like that son?" Duke asked, petting Ian gently as he took a few shallow thrusts. "You like how Daddy tastes?" Ian groaned out a muffled yes in reply, trying his best to bury his face in the jungle of pubes at the base of Duke's cock. "That's my good boy." Duke chuckled, slowly pulling Ian from the warmth of his crotch to the tip of his cock.
"Daddy's gonna get a little tougher now, ok son?" Duke asked, genuine concern lacing his lust filled tone. Ian pulled off for just a moment, blushing furiously. He couldn't bring himself to speak, only giving Duke a small nod before latching his mouth back onto the crown of Duke's cock. “Good boy." Duke growled. The lion placed his hands on either ear, rubbing them softly in a soothing manner. Ian groaned, relaxing into the soft touches.
Duke took his chance, and roughly pulled Ian to the base of his cock, filling the smaller feline's throat with his throbbing dick. Ian had no time to be surprised, for a moment later he found himself pulled back to the crown. Duke forcefully bobbed Ian along his cock. Using the boy's throat as a velvety fleshlight. Duke seemed unable to form a full sentence, mumbling praises and curses. Ian could faintly hear the mumblings of Duke, hearing snippets of 'fuck, son' and 'yes baby'. What nearly made him cum then and there was what Duke said next.
“Fuuuuuuuck, I'm gonna cum. Fuck Daddy's gonna cum. Oh here it comes Son. Drink all of Daddy's cum kitten!" Duke roared before slamming Ian's head down and unleashing a torrent of hot cum down his throat. Ian had no choice but to swallow the thick spurts of cum. Duke's cock buried in his throat, there was nowhere else for it to go. One, two, three, four, five, six heavy spurts of cum were shot right into Ian's belly.
Groaning out his pleasure, Duke pulled Ian off his still throbbing cock and back into his lap. Tenderly, he held Ian close to his chest. Ian breathed deeply of Duke's scent, relaxing into the great Lion's arms. Whining as Duke leaned down to place a tinder lick on the cat's cheek. The lion's nose snuffled against Ian's cheek, moving slowly to the younger man's neck licking the flesh he found there.
“Daddy!" Ian shuddered in pleasure as Duke kissed and suckled his neck. Duke rose to his feet, keeping Ian in his arms and kissing the squirming cat's neck all the way to his ample bed. Ian felt Duke's muzzle move up to his ear. The lion's whiskers tickled against Ian's sensitive ear.
“Such a good kitty for Daddy." Duke purred, his chest rumbling against Ian. “Daddy's gonna make you his. But first, we have to get you ready. Don't we, son?" Ian could hear the smile in his voice. He moaned his agreement as he began to tug at his shirt while still in Duke's arms. The lion chuckled, reorienting Ian in his arms as if he weighed nothing. His large paw stilling Ian's own as he rumbled out with hooded eyes. “Let Daddy handle that, kitten." he purred.
“O-ok Daddy" Ian squeaked, a bit uncertain. Duke gave a soft smile, leaning in to pace a soft kiss to Ian's forehead. Duke cradled Ian with one muscular arm, and with the other he placed a finger to the neck of Ian's loose tee shirt. With a single razor-sharp claw, Duke carefully cut a line down the cheap shirt. Slowly, Ian's plump middle was exposed to the cold air of the apartment. He whined a bit in protest before the cold was replaced with Duke's warm touch.
Ian couldn't help the moan that escaped his lips as Duke's paw kneaded his belly, tracing the intricate designs of Ian's fur patterns. The lion's muzzle and tongue caressed Ian's pale pink nipples. The attention made Ian squirm and moan against the larger man. He barely noticed as he was settled back into the soft pillows of Duke's bed. The warmth left his chest and stomach, drawing another whine from Ian. He opened his eyes to see Duke looming over him. His clothing was discarded, showing off the lion's powerful form in all its glory.
“Daddy is gonna have so much fun with you Son." Duke purred, caressing Ian's face. Ian's cock was painfully hard in his pants. The lion pulled Ian's hips to his own. His large belly covered Ian's crotch, but the cat could feel Duke's cock throbbing through the layers of fabric. “These will have to go." Duke growled. With both hands, Duke lifted Ian's hips up. Ian was pulled closer and closer, his rump running along Duke's large frame until the cat's knees were hooked over the lion's shoulders.
As he was moved, Duke expertly slipped the cat's pants off, leaving the cat in his brand-new jockstrap and socks. Duke lowered his great head, nuzzling against the damp tent made by Ian's leaking cock. Ian shuddered as Duke took a deep whiff of the cat's scent. A rumbling growl of pleasure massaged Ian's back. His warm breath washed over Ian's crotch as the lion's tongue dragged over the leaking bulge. Ian whimpered at the moist touch, shuddering as he relaxed into Duke's bulk.
Duke's rough hands slid up Ian's plump thighs, shifting his legs from the lion's shoulders. With little effort, he moved Ian's legs to dangle over the cat's own face. The smaller feline's rump in the perfect spot for a touch of worship. Duke growled as he nipped lightly at a band of the straining jockstrap. His tongue flicked out, swiping over the patches of black on the plump cheek. Ian felt the lion spread apart his cheeks with large thumbs. The cat shivered as his pink pucker was exposed.
“Now Daddy gets to have his dinner." Duke purred. Before Ian could respond the lion dove into his meal. His warm tongue slathering Ian's pucker. Ian could not contain his moans of ecstasy as Duke prepared him. Spurred on by the cat's noises, Duke stretched his cheeks wide and plunged his dexterous tongue into the winking pucker. Slowly tongue fucking the squirming cat. Ian could do nothing but moan and clutch the sheets by his head as he was loosened up.
“D-Daddy, oh it feels so good!" Ian cried. He felt the rumble of Duke's purr through the lion's tongue. It vibrated against his prostate, and drove Ian wild with pleasure. He was surprised at the bittersweet flavor in his open mouth. Doing his best to blink through the pleasure, seeing his tented jockstrap nearly clear with his leaking pre. Another drop fell into Ian's mouth as Duke's magical tongue pressed hard against the cat's sweet spot.
“Mmmph," Duke slowly pulled himself from between Ian's cheeks, his deep purr rumbling in his throat. “What a good kitten for Daddy." He rumbled, massaging Ian's thighs. His large hands moved back to Ian's plump rump. Duke gave Ian a leering grin as his thumbs sunk into the cat's glistening hole. Ian felt himself being stretched “Perfect." Duke rumbled. The lion only spared a moment before he dove back into Ian's rump. Delving his tongue deep into the younger cat. Ian jerked as pleasure began to overwhelm him, screaming out in rapture.
Ian could feel his climax approaching when Duke's massive hand locked around the base of his leaking cock. Ian could see it through the soaked fabric of his jock. His climax halted roughly as Duke continued to assault his asshole with warm licks and tender kisses. After what felt like an eternity, Duke moved away from Ian's rump again and gently maneuvered the cat back down to the bed. His large hand coming up to pet Ian's ears.
“Good boy," Duke whispered into the cat's ear, his large body eclipsing Ian's. “Such a good boy for Daddy. But such a naughty boy too, aren't you?" The lion growled, flipping them over. Duke leaned back onto the headboard, turning Ian away from him and holding his waist just above his leaking cock. Ian let out a shaky breath as the weeping cock rubbed against his loose pucker. “Does my naughty boy wanna sit on Daddy's lap?" Duke purred, his cock throbbing.
“Yes Daddy." Ian whined, trying his best to sit under his own power. No matter how he tried, Duke's strong hold kept him just barely above his prize. Duke chuckled as Ian whined and squirmed in his hold.
“Say please, Kitten." Duke taunted, pressing the head of his cock against the cat. Ian groaned as he felt Duke's pre lubing up his entrance. He nearly screamed as he tried to push back against the Lion.
“Please Daddy! Please let me sit on it!" Ian cried. Duke needed no further prompting. He wrapped the straps of Ian's jock around his fingers and pulled the cat down. The cat's well prepared hole accepted the leaking cock in an instant. The thick member stretching Ian impossibly wide. Ian screamed in pleasure as he was plundered. Ian had no time to think as the lion used him. Pulling him up to the tip of his cock before dropping the cat back down to the base. Ian could feel Duke's shudders of pleasure against his back as he was fucked.
“Fuck! What a naughty son you are." Duke growled into Ian's ear as he bounced the cat in his lap. “Begging for your Daddy's cock. Thirsty for your Daddy's cum. Daddy's gonna breed his naughty son." Ian gave a shaky moan as he was fucked. His head snapped back as Duke bit gently into the cat's shoulder. The lion's hips leaving the bed as he pumped into the cat.
“Yes Daddy! Please! More!" Ian cried. The younger man pressing back into the unrelenting hips of the lion. Ian, though roughly bouncing on his Daddy's leaking cock, tried to reach down and relieve his own throbbing cock. But Duke had other plans. The lion shifted suddenly, moving like the predator he was. Ian found himself face down in the blankets, his chest pressed into the bed. Duke's chest pressed to the cat's back. With one hand, both of Ian's were trapped above his head. With the other, Duke held Ian's leaking cock in a chokehold as he continued to jackhammer into the smaller man.
“Naughty boy." Duke huffed as he pounded into Ian. “Daddy's gonna be the one to make you cum baby." The lion purred. Pre oozed from Ian's hole as Duke continued his rut. Ian squirmed and mewled as his sweet spot was hit over and over. Trapped under Duke's hulking form, Ian could smell nothing but his Daddy's overwhelming scent. The feel of his large belly resting on his back drove the cat mad. His cock throbbed in time with his heartbeat, straining against Duke's iron grip.
“Fuck Kitten, you're perfect. What a good son you are taking Daddy's cock." Duke grit out between clenched teeth. The lion's hefty balls slapped against Ian's cheeks as he thrust. Strings of sweat and pre connecting the two. A pool of drool wet the blankets under Ian's head as he moaned into them. Ian's eyes crossed in pleasure, his body nearly limp under the lion. “Oh son I'm gonna breed you. Fuck you're gonna make Daddy cum. You want Daddy's cum, Kitten?" Duke snarled.
Ian couldn't form words, his mind lost to the pleasure. He mewled and pressed up into the rutting lion. Duke seemed to lose himself in the rut, his mouth finding Ian's shoulder once more. He thrust hard once, twice, three times before the floodgates were unleashed. Duke roared into Ian's neck as he unleashed eight heavy streams of hot lion cum into the cat. Ian could feel the warmth filling him as his Daddy claimed him.
Duke released his hold on Ian's cock, Holding the boy close as he continued to hump slowly. Ian let himself relax into the warm, comforting, bulk of the lion. Gently, Duke shifted back against the headboard once more, taking a moment to kiss the cat's damp shoulder and bounce him on his cock once more. Ian mewled in lost pleasure as his abused hole was used beyond its limits. Thick seed leaked from around the thick cock lodged inside him.
“You were so good for Daddy baby." Duke purred, a hand rubbing the cat's belly. Ian could have sworn he wasn't quite this chubby before he'd arrived. A wave of fatigue washed over the smaller feline. Ian let himself relax back into Duke's bulk, his head cushioned by the lion's soft mane. Duke's whiskers tickled Ian's ears as he planted gentle kisses against the cat's head. “Poor baby, all tuckered out."
Duke slowly eased himself out of Ian and settled the cat against his chest. Cooing softly as he slipped a finger into the cat's leaking hole. Without saying a word, Duke reached over to his bedside table and plucked a waiting plug from the drawer. With a deft hand he slipped the plug into Ian, stretching the cat further and keeping the heavy load contained. He shifted Ian to face him, cradling the cat against his ample chest.
“Now kitten, Daddy needs to feed you again." Duke purred, moving Ian's head to his large nipple. Ian's mouth was still slack from pleasure. It was a simple thing to coax Duke's hard nipple into his waiting maw. “Now suck kitten." The lion rumbled, his hand supporting Ian's head. Ian weakly suckled, and was surprised to find his mouth full of thick, oddly sweet, milk. The taste was addicting, and Ian found himself suckling desperately on Duke's pectoral.
“Fuck, that's it baby. Drink up." Duke whispered, kissing Ian's forehead gently as the cat continued to drink. Ian jolted as the lion's hand moved aside the damped cloth of his jockstrap and began to massage the smaller man's throbbing cock. “Shhhh Kitten, just drink and let Daddy take care of everything." Duke soothed as he continued to touch the cat. “What a good son you are, you took Daddy so well." He praised, speeding up his gentle touches as Ian guzzled down the lion's sweet milk.
Soon enough, Duke eased Ian off his pert nipple, and settled the cat back against his ample belly. With his legs trapping Ian in place, Duke began to truly rub the smaller man's aching cock. Whispering praises and encouragement as he continued to stroke. Every now and again when he felt Ian getting close the lion would clasp the base of his cock to delay the inevitable, until Ian was mewling and begging.
“Ok son, you wanna cum?" Duke asked. Ian nodded limply against the lion, keening. “Well then, cum for Daddy." he growled. As if a switch had gone off in Ian's second head, his orgasm hit. Hard. Shooting through Ian's body like lightning as several halted orgasms came rushing up all at once. Ian shuddered and jerked as Duke held him, a feral grin on the lion's muzzle. Ian had never cum like this before. This was almost religious in its power. Ian could faintly hear a splattering as his cum hit something.
“Oh what a good boy you are." Duke praised, his hand still dripping with the cat's cum moved Ian's head slightly. “Look at what my perfect son did." Duke teased. Ian opened his eyes to see splatters of cum on the wall across from the bed. For a moment Ian's mind went blank before he registered that he had done that. Ian's ear twitched as he heard a slurping noise. He glanced up to find Duke rapturously lapping the cat's cum from his hand. “Mmm," Duke rumbled out his pleasure, “You taste lovely Kitten."
“Um, Duke?" Ian finally found his voice, only to be silenced by a sharp look from the lion. The cat cleared his throat before he tried again. “Daddy?" He ventured. Duke smiled, petting Ian again and easing him back onto his soft belly. “Would you keep calling me your son?" Ian meekly asked. Duke erupted in a hearty laugh, Lifting Ian back into his arms and nuzzling the cat's neck.
“Of course, son." Duke cooed, “such a naughty son, wanting his father's cum." Their lips were so very close, Ian could taste his own cum on Duke's breath. Ian gulped, asking in a meek voice.
“C-can I kiss you, daddy?" The lion growled lustfully, licking the cat's lips before leering down at Ian.
“What a naughty little son, wanting to kiss his own father." Duke's grin grew as a hand came up to caress Ian's cheek. “Give Daddy a kiss, son." Duke purred before pulling the younger man into a deep kiss. His large tongue dominating Ian's. The taste of cigar and cum mixing with the unique flavor of Duke himself. Despite his incredible release minutes before, Ian found himself as hard as ever. After what felt like hours of bliss, they broke their kiss. Ian leaned his head against Duke, burying his face in the lion's mane. Warm and sated, Ian sighed in bliss.
“Come on son, let's get you cleaned up." Duke purred, rising from his bed with Ian still nestled into his chest. With expert care, he carried Ian into the large bathroom connected to his bedroom. Once there he settled the cat into the shower, petting his ears gently as he rose. “Now you just relax Kitten, your Daddy is gonna take care of you." Duke cooed. He turned the water on, adjusting the temperature to a relaxing heat. Steam began to fill the room. Ian relaxed into the heat, letting it wash over his feet. He could feel the warmth entering the air, leeching the fatigue from his jelly-limbs.
Ian opened his eyes at the sensation of a warm cloth running over his crotch. He hadn't even realized that his eyes had slipped shut. With great care, Duke popped the plug from Ian's abused rear, and began to gently wipe it down too. There was a loving look in the lion's eyes as he cared for Ian. A gentle smile on his face. Duke cleaned off the rag and climbed into the shower himself, quickly washing himself. A manly scent filled the quickly warming space. Once of Duke's own thick musk and the cedar scent of his soap.
Though the woody scent mingled with the overpowering smell of sex, Ian found himself too tired to become horny again. The suds and warm water washed off of Duke and onto Ian, warming him and bringing him an odd sense of comfort. Then Duke took a knee, cupped Ians cheek, and kissed him once more. Ian was surrounded by Duke's warmth, his very presence like a security blanket. Duke sighed as he broke the kiss, gazing down at Ian with those loving eyes.
“Such a good son." He whispered, resting his forehead against the little cat's. “Now you let Daddy take care of everything, and you just stay here and relax. I'll come get you in a little bit" Kissing Ian's forehead once more, Duke rose, adjusting the water to fall over Ian. A bottle was set by Ian. With a quick glance he could see that it was a bottle of flowery soap. The lion left the shower, toweling himself dry. Ian began to relax into the warm water. A click drew his attention back to Duke, who was busy lighting candles and what looked to be sticks of incense.
A flowery scent filled the air as the smoke mingled with the steam. The overhead light shut off, but the many candles filled the room with a gentle light. Ian watched as Duke left the bathroom, leaving Ian to relax. Ian let himself be lost in the comforting scent of Duke that still surrounded him. Soon though it was overwhelmed by the smell of the incense smoke. The smell of herbs and flowers seemed to draw the soreness from him.
His ears twitched as the sound of soft music floated through the open door. He didn't recognize the style, but it gave him such a deep sense of calm. Ian let his eyes slip shut, letting the warm water flow over him. With lazy movements, Ian reached for the bottle, and discovered another cloth waiting for him there as well. The distinctive smell of lavender hit Ian's nose as he began to wash himself.
Though he didn't trust his legs enough to rise, the thorough cleaning Duke gave his nethers would certainly suffice. When he'd finished, he no longer smelt of Duke but he felt clean and relaxed. Ian laid back against the still cool wall and closed his eyes. Losing himself to the music. After a while, Ian really couldn't tell how long, he heard footsteps approaching. Ian peeked one eye open, seeing Duke's kind eyes gazing lovingly at him.
“Hi there Kitten, did you enjoy yourself?" Duke asked, a purr in his voice. Ian nodded sleepily, realizing that the water had been shut off. He shivered a bit, the lack of warmth getting to him. An impossibly fluffy towel was being wrapped around him, gently drying him. It was so warm, Ian guessed it was just from the dryer. He felt himself being lifted into the lion's arms again. And soon he was wrapped up in warm blankets and soft pillows.
Ian glanced around in the low light. The stains from his release were gone, fresh warm sheets were on the bed where he lay, and Duke was blowing out the candles. The curtains were drawn, and the lion crawled in behind the little cat. He wrapped his arms around Ian's middle, and pulled him close. Duke's nuzzle nuzzled into the top of Ian's head, a deep purr rumbling through him. It harmonized with Ian's gentle purr, making a song that Duke would certainly remember.
“I may just have to keep you, Son." Duke mumbled, just as Ian found himself drifting to sleep. And while Ian slept, Duke really began putting thought into it. He would have to ask Ian when the little one was well and truly rested. Duke could do with another Son, especially one who was so cute. And so willing to take his cock. Yes, Ian would be a perfect son. As Duke too fell asleep, he truly hoped Ian would say yes.