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The rat was sitting on his hands and knees on the bed, waiting.

He was naked, save for the large red ribbon tied into a bow around his neck and the chastity cage locked tight around his dick and balls—small as the device was, the heft of it lightly pulled his genitals downward. His plump, brown-furred testicles bulged out from the steel ring secured around his scrotum while his penis was safely and securely tucked away in the short metal nub that now protruded from his groin and reflected the light from the lamp on the bedside table. He had no clue where the key to his cage was hidden at the moment—his host had conveniently stashed it away while he hadn’t been looking, and the rat hadn’t thought to ask for its exact location. But that was a moot point for two reasons: He didn’t want to free himself anytime soon, and there was someone else in charge of when he’d get unlocked.

Shivers raced up and down his spine, his long, pink, whip-like tail twitched, and his restrained cock flexed in the tight confines of his chastity cage at the thought that a man he’d never met before was already in control of his genitals.

Giorgio—or “Gogo”, as his friends called him—breathed in, calming his nerves and savoring the smell of the room as he inhaled through his nose.

He could easily make out Caleb’s aroma, that alluring scent of musky dog. It was everywhere in this room, in the bedspread and pillows, in the carpet, and in the chairs in the corner. But there was also the more apparent and dominant spice and tang of someone older, more mature and masculine, that lovely ripe odor of pure man…

When Caleb had asked him if he’d wanted to meet his dad, Gogo had initially thought that his first encounter with Leon Parker would be over coffee or dinner, with Caleb there to facilitate introductions and get them better acquainted. The rat had spluttered in surprise when the black Labrador had instead proposed this little get-together as a first meeting. But once the shock faded and Gogo had given it more thought…the more intriguing and irresistible he’d found the idea. Of course, it also helped that Caleb had been fingering his ass to coax the horned up rat into agreeing to his proposal.

“Just think about it…Father’s Day is right around the corner, and I know he’d love to get a cute little thing like you as a gift from me…he’d definitely wanna knot you, just like he’s knotted me so many times…he’s bigger than me, too, you’d love that…and you want my dad to fuck you, I know you’ve been thinking about it ever since I told you about him and me…and you want me to be there, to watch you get fucked by my dad,” Caleb had murmured huskily into Gogo’s ear while rubbing his friend’s prostate. The Labrador’s digits were lubed up with his own warm, fresh cum, which he’d only just pumped into the rat; his load had thoroughly filled Gogo’s ass, and a few sludgy rivulets had oozed out of the rodent’s quivering and well-used hole as Caleb carried on teasing him.

“Ungh…ffffuuuck…that’s so…oh god,” Gogo had huffed needily, raising his ass to get Caleb’s nimble and slick fingers to penetrate him deeper. When his friend had pressed harder on his prostate, Gogo’s cock had jumped and more slimy strings of pre had drooled out of it, staining the sheets beneath him. Heat and pressure had already begun to rise in his gut, and he squirmed and began lightly thrusting with his hips, grinding against his mattress while Caleb expertly pulsed his fingers back and forth inside of him.

“Come on, buddy…what do you say?”

And so here he was now, on the night of Father’s Day, sitting on the bed that Caleb shared with Leon and waiting to meet the man of the hour. Caleb had brought Gogo over earlier while Leon was still out running errands, and just before his father had returned home, the young Labrador had the rat strip and leave his clothes in the guest bedroom (which used to be Caleb’s room) before tying the red bow around his neck, locking his cock in the chastity cage, and giving him a kiss on the lips and a wet lick on the tight pucker of his ass for good luck. Then, just as Leon had walked through the front door of the house, Caleb had trotted downstairs to greet him and keep him occupied while Gogo had furtively crept into the master bedroom, shut the door behind him, and settled onto the bed to wait.

A few nervous butterflies fluttered in the rat’s stomach—Caleb had assured him that he had nothing to worry about, that Leon would love to get to know him, and that the older Labrador would get a real kick out of meeting him like this.

“You’re sure he’s not gonna, like, freak out or anything?” Gogo had asked after Caleb had explained his plan in more detail. The two of them were lying on Gogo’s bed, sweaty, exhausted, and spent in their post-coital haze, and they’d begun smoking a joint from Gogo’s stash.

“Dude, he’s gonna feel like he won the lottery,” Caleb had said before taking a drag from the joint he held in his fingers. He’d held his breath for a moment, then exhaled, languidly blowing a thick cloud of sweet, pot-laden smoke directly in his friend’s face. “Wanna know what he said when I showed him some pics of you?”

Gogo had raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “Which pictures?”

The Labrador had snickered. “The ones I took at Amir’s house party.”

The rodent had guffawed. “Nooooo, not the—”

“Yep, the ones of your face and ass covered in jizz,” Caleb had finished proudly. He took another hit from the joint. “Know what my dad said? ‘That boy is severely fuckable’—his words, I swear.”

Gogo’s heart had pumped faster at that, just as it was thumping hard against his ribs right now while he sat on Leon and Caleb’s bed. But as excited as he was to finally have a face-to-face encounter with the older, beefier, and drop-dead sexy Labrador he’d only ever seen in photos, there was still a pang of doubt that lingered. Gogo couldn’t help but anxiously wonder if Leon would somehow be disappointed with him, that Caleb’s father might be expecting something amazing and would be unimpressed with the rat. Or what if Leon turned out to be so shocked that he immediately kicked Gogo out of his house? After all, the man was carrying on an incestuous relationship with his son—it wouldn’t exactly be an ideal Father’s Day gift to suddenly be presented with one of his son’s friends who was naked, ready for sex, and knew all about the family secret. Not only that, but Leon could be angry at Gogo for intruding on what was supposed to be a special and private night of father/son bonding activity, and Caleb could get into trouble for orchestrating this whole affair…

But the time for worrying was over—Gogo’s ears perked up when he finally heard soft footsteps approaching beyond the closed door to the hallway, and his heart leapt in his throat as he intently watched the door handle for any sign of movement.

He’d been waiting a little over an hour now, listening out for even the slightest sound. He hadn’t been able to hear anything from anywhere else in the house, and Gogo didn’t have a clue what Caleb had been doing for Leon while he waited in the bedroom. He guessed that maybe the two Labradors had shared a meal downstairs in the kitchen before Caleb directed Leon upstairs to receive his Father’s Day gift, but for all Gogo knew, the footsteps he heard now could be Caleb’s, and his friend was coming to the bedroom now to let him know that they needed to abort the plan.

The door handle turned downward, and Gogo sat up at attention, his legs tucked beneath him and his gray-furred hands resting on top of his brown thighs. His pulse pounded in his ears and his pink tail swished across the bedspread behind him in excitement when the door began to swing forward…

And there, standing in the doorway and backlit by the hall lights, was a silhouette both familiar and new to Gogo. He recognized hints of Caleb’s bulky and stocky stature, saw the outline of a similar ruff of fur around the neck and over the shoulders…but the man standing on the threshold was taller and thicker. Where Caleb’s abdomen was firm with visibly defined muscles, the newcomer’s gut was more rotund with a solid slab of fat that slightly hung over his waist, creating the telltale beer keg of a muscle-gut that came with age and fatherhood. Where Caleb often stood with a slouch, this man’s posture was fully upright, comfortably confident and authoritative. And where Caleb had a thick ring pierced through his septum, there was no glint of metal hanging from this man’s nose.

The Labrador, who was dressed in a pale green polo shirt and a pair of khaki shorts, rumbled softly as he stepped into the bedroom. He closed the door behind him and padded across the carpet, coming closer to the king-sized bed, and in the low light cast by the lamp on the bedside table, Gogo could better make out the burly canine’s facial features. They were nearly identical to Caleb’s, but it was as if someone had subtly refined the softer topography of his boyish looks into sharper relief—Gogo had seen it in the pictures that his friend had shown him, but it truly hit home in this moment that Caleb was practically a carbon copy of his father.

But what truly made Gogo’s heart skip a beat was the fact that Leon was wearing a smugly satisfied grin as he approached the naked rat.

“Well, well, well…so you’re the hot little piece of ass my son’s been fucking,” Leon chuckled, coming to stand in front of the foot of his bed where Gogo sat on his knees.

Any lingering fears in Gogo’s mind evaporated the instant he realized that Caleb had been right about Leon’s reaction to meeting like this—the older Labrador sounded positively tickled to see him. Hell, Gogo hadn’t even expected Leon to be so disarmingly forward right from the start. But now he was paralyzed by sheer excitement, virtually dumbstruck. It was one thing to fantasize about Leon and see pictures of him, but having Caleb’s dad standing here in front of him, in the flesh, hearing his voice, smelling him, seeing the genuinely pleased smile on his face…Gogo felt like he was in a dream.

He could only squeak in awe.

Leon gazed down at him warmly. “Heh, you okay?”

The rat took a moment…then somehow found his voice, though it felt like someone else was speaking through him. “Just…really glad this is actually happening…this…is actually happening, right?”

Leon chuckled again, the same kind of pleased, paternal snicker a father would allow himself if his son asked if they were really going to his favorite amusement park. “Oh, it’s happening, champ.”

Gogo guffawed, finally feeling like he’d caught up with reality, and he smiled sheepishly while heat rose in his cheeks as he blushed. “Heh…a-awesome! I—ahem—sorry. I-it’s great to meet you, Mr. Parker.”

“Same here, Gogo—or would you prefer Giorgio?” Leon asked, extending a hand.

“Oh! G-Gogo’s fine.” Gogo hastily shook the Labrador’s proffered paw, relishing how big and warm Leon’s palm was, how strong his grip was, how firm his shake was, how Leon’s mitt easily smothered his own smaller hand…

“Then Gogo it is,” Leon noted, releasing the rodent’s hand after shaking it. He folded his arms across his chest and leaned back, taking his time to appraise the naked boy sitting on his bed. “Mm, just look at you…Cal really knows how to pick ‘em…real pretty eyes, too…”

“Ah, um…thank you…sir,” Gogo replied, blushing even more at the compliment.

The 51 year-old Labrador grinned as he shamelessly ogled the teenager 32 years his junior, and Gogo couldn’t help but bashfully squirm a little under his gaze. Leon took in every inch of his Father’s Day gift he could see—Gogo was far more leanly muscled than Caleb, with his abdominal muscles and obliques forming a beautifully defined path that naturally led one’s gaze down to his groin, where Leon saw the small chastity cage affixed to his penis and testicles. The boy’s striking blue-green eyes seemed to almost sparkle with a light of their own, and Leon could clearly see the desire, awe, and lust in them, which made Gogo even cuter by his reckoning. Add in how short the rodent was, how his long tail twitched in obvious anticipation, the bow tied around his neck, the longer, somewhat messy shock of dark brown fur on his head, the patches of light gray fur on his hands, feet, cheek tufts, and the tip of his nose, and the shy way Gogo was looking at him, and it was all the older Labrador could do to restrain himself from pouncing on the boy right then and there and wildly humping him.

As for Gogo, it would have been an understatement to say that it was turning him on to no end to have his best friend’s father openly perving on him like this. And it certainly helped that the old dog was so charmingly handsome that he could have lit a fire just by winking at a piece of wood. If Gogo weren’t currently wearing the chastity cage that Caleb had locked on for him, all five inches of the rat’s cock would have been standing fully erect already—instead, his trapped member pressed hard against the interior of the cage, throbbing with his arousal. The sensation just barely verged on being uncomfortable, but it was so tantalizingly pleasurable at the same time. Gogo desperately wanted to touch himself…but more than that, he wanted to impress Caleb’s father with how well-behaved he could be. So, he continued to rest his hands on his thighs and hoped that Leon would see fit to unlock him soon.

“Hoooo, I’ve got some ideas for you, young man,” Leon sighed. He stepped forward and reached for one of the loose ends of the red ribbon that Caleb had tied around Gogo’s neck—as he fondled the wide, glossy nylon strand, he went on, “Might be redundant to ask, but are you up for some fun?”

Gogo didn’t hesitate and nodded eagerly as he looked up at the thickset Labrador standing over him now. “Yes, sir!”

“Mmm, that’s what I like to hear.”

With that, Leon tugged on the ribbon—the knot of the bow loosened and the ribbon fell away from Gogo’s neck, fluttering to the bedspread. Leon then lifted his hand, reaching for Gogo’s cheek…and he cupped the side of the rat’s face in his palm.

Gogo purred softly and automatically nuzzled into Leon’s hand. The canine’s thick fingers gently brushed the soft tuft of fur on his cheek, and a slight shiver ran up the boy’s spine at the tender physical contact. Leon smiled warmly as he looked deep into Gogo’s hungry and hopeful eyes…and his thumb stroked the teen’s jawline.

The Labrador grunted quietly, his imagination spinning up visions of Gogo’s jaws parting to reveal the humid cavern of his mouth, perfect for so many different but equally alluring uses…he craved having the boy’s talented tongue lap at his own member…having Gogo’s snout pressed against his ass to ravenously eat him out, all while deeply huffing his musky scent through that cute pink nose of his…having the boy lying beneath him so he could dominantly lean down and kiss him, exploring the inside of his muzzle with his tongue, tasting him, teasing the back of his throat…and then he craved watching the rat wrap his lips around his son’s cock, passionately sucking off Caleb, before kissing him, too…

Leon snickered as he returned from his brief reverie. “Fuck, you’re cute.”

Gogo giggled. “Hehe, thank you, sir. You’re…you’re really fucking hot, too.”

Leon half-lifted his eyebrows, encouraging the boy to go on with his admission. “Oh yeah? You like what you see, champ?”

Gogo nodded, still staring up at Leon, totally enraptured by him. “Mmhm!”

“Heh, got a thing for dad bods?”

“Yes, sir!”

“That’s good, because I’ve got a thing for little hotties like you, so I think we’re a good match,” Leon replied with a grin. “Although, thinking about our current situation…”

The Labrador trailed off in a way that piqued Gogo’s interest, and the rat gazed up at him quizzically.

“Before we get into anything else…we might want to make things a little more even,” Leon continued. “It’s not really fair for me to still be dressed while you’re naked, huh?”

Gogo was so distracted by Leon’s smoldering good looks that it took him a second to process what his friend’s father was proposing. “Huh? Oh! Heh, I mean, I don’t really mind, but…”

Leon teasingly patted the boy’s cheek. “Yeah? You happy being naked for your best friend’s dad?”

“Hehe, maybe a little.”

“Oh, I’m willing to bet more than a little, champ. But if it’s all the same to you, I think I’m going to get into something a little more comfortable…you alright with that?”

Gogo nodded enthusiastically. “Yes, sir!”

“Atta boy.”

Leon removed his hand from Gogo’s cheek and reached for the hem of his polo shirt; the garment was stretched to contain the burly dog’s stomach, and Leon practically had to peel off his shirt as he lifted it to reveal his broad, dark-furred abdomen. Gogo watched with wide eyes as the man more than three decades his senior exposed his torso, from his large belly to his plump chest—while Leon wasn’t in the best shape of his life, it was still clear to see that he took care of himself with equal parts weight-lifting and pizza-eating to form a beautiful combination of muscle and fat padding. Gogo had no doubt at all that Leon could bench 300 pounds, but at the same time was as cuddly as a plush pillow that hugged with strong, protective arms.

The Labrador tugged his shirt off over his head and tossed it aside…then he rested his hands on his waist as he looked down at Gogo.

“Now that’s a lot better…but do you want to help me with the shorts?” he asked suggestively.

Gogo’s heart leapt again. “I…can I?”

Leon gruffly chuckled. “Heh, you need an embossed invitation?”

The rat snorted and shook his head. “No, sir, I’ll get to it.”

Gogo scooted forward and reached for Leon’s waistband, just beneath the overhang of the Labrador’s paunch; Leon didn’t need to wear a belt, as the girth of his waist kept his shorts up, though the button fastening his waistband together was being tested by the tension. Lithe and nimble as they were, Gogo’s fingers groped for purchase, fumbling to get a good grip under the button.

“Mm…come on,” he muttered under his breath.

Leon kept looking down at the top of the rat’s head, simply enjoying the moment of the excited and nervous teen struggling to get into his shorts; he couldn’t blame Gogo for having trouble with his waistband, but it was fun to watch for just a little while…before he sucked in a bit to help.

“Mmf…there!” Gogo muttered triumphantly when he finally unfastened the button holding Leon’s shorts together.

Ziiip!

It took the boy no time at all to pull down the zipper of Leon’s fly, and soon the Labrador’s khaki shorts were loose enough around his upper thighs to expose the maroon boxer briefs he wore. And now that Leon’s shorts were open and his underwear revealed, Gogo could smell more of the man’s musk emanating from the visible lump of his crotch; it was an earthy aroma with traces of spice and just the right sour tang of sweat…and it was oh so heavenly. Gogo wanted to shove his face into the Labrador’s groin and huff up as much of the scent as he could…but he held back, uncertain if that would be too much too quickly. Instead, he gripped the waistband of Leon’s shorts and began tugging down, pulling the garment to further expose his thick upper thighs.

“There we go…nicely done,” Leon said approvingly as the young rat dragged his shorts down to his knees.

Just as Gogo let Leon’s shorts drop around his ankles, the canine added, “Underwear, too, champ.”

Gogo’s head snapped back up. “You sure?”

Leon chuckled…and then he swiftly grabbed a hank of the fur on top of Gogo’s head and dragged him forward by it, yanking the boy to faceplant directly into his crotch.

“Oooooh! Mmmmm,” Gogo moaned, his voice muffled before he started sniffing and huffing like a bloodhound. He rubbed his nose back and forth against the mildly damp patch of fabric covering Leon’s groin, and he felt the canine’s ample sheath press against the side of his snout.

“I’m sure…just wanted to give you a little taste of the good stuff before you get me out of these,” Leon said, referring to his boxer briefs.

“Mmm…hoooo…thank you, sir,” Gogo huffed dreamily as he happily coated his face in the Labrador’s scent.

“Call me Mr. Parker,” Leon softly growled while the rat continued rubbing up against his thick sheath, stimulating his member within.

“Mmm…Mr…Mr. Parkerrrr,” Gogo purred.

“Atta boy.”

Gogo went on rolling his face from side to side in Leon’s crotch, grinding his cheeks against the insides of his girthy thighs and nosing along the sides of his sheath; he pushed the tip of his snout against and under the canine’s hefty testicles, deeply inhaling Leon’s scent as he did so. Gogo moaned as he bathed in the musky, pungent aroma, getting it ingrained in his fur as much as he could, while Leon continued to hold the hank of his head fur like a handle. The Labrador could feel his cock starting to chub up more in his sheath, and a familiar warmth began to rise in his own body while he kept the rat’s face smushed into his groin…until…

“Alright, champ, let’s get these off now,” Leon said when he drew Gogo back from his crotch at last.

He chuckled at the sight of the rat still on his knees before him; Gogo’s head was tilted back lazily, his fur was messy, and he was panting softly while his eyes were slightly out of focus and trained on the ceiling. The whole effect made the boy look drunk. It took Gogo a moment to catch his breath and come back to reality—he licked his lips and blinked a few times, inhaled…then sighed as he refocused on the man standing over him.

“Heh, you back with us?” Leon quipped.

“Ah…ahem…heh, yeah, got a little carried away.”

“Mm, it was cute watching you root around in there…might need to have you do that again sometime…now then…”

Still holding the back of Gogo’s head, Leon tilted the rat’s cranium forward to direct his attention back to his underwear and the prominent bulge of his sheath.

Gogo didn’t need any further prompting. He quickly pushed his hands under the overhang of Leon’s stomach, brushing through the older man’s fur as he did so, and tucked his fingers into the black elastic waistband of the Labrador’s maroon boxer briefs. He began tugging, wedging Leon’s underwear down over the upper reaches of the dog’s groin…and soon the dog’s fat sheath was exposed. The black-furred pocket hung heavily from his crotch, already rotund with his cock that had begun to swell with his arousal, and the pointed tip of his fleshy purple member was prominently poking out of the opening. Gogo wanted to get his face buried in Leon’s crotch again immediately, but the old man was holding the back of his head tightly, preventing him from lunging forward; so, he contented himself with completing his task and pulling down Leon’s underwear further to uncover the heavy, oversized kumquats of his testicles that hung below his sheath. Unsupported by his boxer briefs, Leon’s masculinity dangled freely between his thighs, a pendulous and mouthwatering pair of nuts that were delectably ripe with the scent of testosterone and sweat. Gogo could only imagine how much musky, potent sperm was in those fat puppy-makers…and, in a moment of perverted fascination and clarity, he realized he was looking at the place where Caleb had come from, that he was getting an up-close and personal view of where Leon had once carried his son.

It was almost as if Leon could read the visibly stunned rat’s mind. “Beautiful, aren’t they?”

“It’s like…looking at the Hope Diamond…but better.”

“Heh, better not let Cal hear you say that, he’ll get jealous.”

“I mean, his are pretty nice, too, but yours…damn, I could suck on these big guys all day…”

“Heh, don’t tempt me, champ, I might just take you up on that…you look like you’d be a pretty good ball-sucker, and I’d love to see your cheeks full with my nuts.”

“You wouldn’t hear any complaining from me, Mr. Parker.”

“Mm, good boy…and I’m guessing that this”—Leon lightly thrust his hips, shaking his hefty sheath in Gogo’s face while the boy pulled his underwear down over his thighs and to his knees—“is pretty familiar to you, right?”

Gogo let the thin, elasticated garment drop to Leon’s ankles, and the older Labrador stepped out of his underwear and shorts before kicking them aside. Now totally naked, Leon remained standing before the young rat on his bed, and Gogo hungrily eyed the sheath mere inches away from his muzzle. It was almost eerie how similar Caleb’s sheath was to his studly father’s larger anatomy; apart from size and heft, they were virtually identical, even with the way the tips of their cocks poked out of them.

“Uh-huh…heh, I can see where Caleb gets it from,” he said mischievously.

“Yeah, the acorn doesn’t fall too far from the tree there,” Leon boasted with a smile. He released his hold on Gogo’s head and rested both hands on his waist once more. “You like having his dick in you?”

“Oh yeah.”

“Good, then you’re gonna love having mine. And Cal tells me you’ve got the ass of an angel,” Leon noted with a devilish wink. “Mind showing me the goods so I can see for myself?”

Gogo nodded and squeaked, too excited for words. He turned on the spot, still on his knees; with his back now facing Leon, the rat leaned towards the bed’s headboard and sank down on his elbows and forearms while he lifted his rump as much as he could, showing off the taut, round buns of his ass. He spread his legs and held his tail to the side to better present his ass, and he enticingly waggled his hips, inviting his host to come in closer.

“Mmm, very nice…very, very nice,” Leon murmured at the sight of the boy’s cherry-sized testicles dangling just beyond his exposed taint. His eyes followed the cleft of Gogo’s ass and the graceful curvature of his small, firm glutes, which currently obscured his ultimate target. “Let’s see what we’ve got here…”

Gogo held still…then shuddered lightly when Leon’s hands made contact with his lower hamstrings…and then dragged upward along the backside of his thighs. “Ooooooh…”

The Labrador snickered as he delicately raked his fingers through the brown fur on the rat’s legs. He could see the shivers that raced along Gogo’s backside and all the way into his pink tail, and he noted the way the boy’s fingers automatically gripped the bedspread beneath him.

“Sensitive?”

“Mm…uh-huh.”

“Good…I loooove making a boy quiver like that, it’s so cute,” Leon rumbled while drawing his hands further up along Gogo’s thighs, eliciting another shudder from the rat. “Does Caleb get you shaking?”

“Oh yeah, he—mf!—he’s really good at teasing me.”

“Mm, I might have to watch the two of you in action sometime, see if I can learn anything from him.”

“I’d—ooh!—love to put on a show for you, Mr. Parker!” Gogo squeaked when the Labrador’s large paws finally settled on his cheeks and gripped them tightly.

“I bet you would…and I’d love to see how you get my son so worked up…he talks about you all the time, you know.”

“H-he does?” Gogo turned his head, getting a glimpse of Leon from the corner of his eye while the older canine began kneading his ass.

“Mmhmm…he’s really got a thing for you,” Leon said knowledgeably. “I’ve never seen him talk about any of his other friends the way he talks about you, he just lights up like a kid on Christmas, tail wagging and everything, like he’s got this shiny, pretty thing he’s so proud of and wants to show off.”

Gogo blushed again and he smiled while his stomach flipped—he knew Caleb had mentioned him to his dad, but the rat had no idea just how often his friend had talked about him. And there was no denying the attraction he felt for the young canine; of course there were the physical and sexual components, but also the emotional aspect that had grown stronger and more intimate. In the course of their friendship, Gogo and Caleb had cultivated a bond that went much deeper than mere acquaintances. They trusted each other, understood one another on a level so much closer to brothers than just friends from school…and Caleb inspired a similar happiness in Gogo whenever the rat thought of the Labrador.

“I’ve heard the way you make him laugh when he’s talking on the phone with you…and he’s told me a lot about you that just makes you sound so good for him…it really warms my heart that he’s got someone like you in his life, a boy close to his own age who cares about him…and he really cares about you, too,” Leon went on, still squeezing and massaging Gogo’s ass.

“Well, I’m…I’m glad he does…he means a lot to me, and I’d never do anything to hurt him,” Gogo said earnestly. “And your approval means a lot, too, Mr. Parker.”

“Heh, you haven’t gotten my approval yet, champ, I still have some questions for you,” Leon replied teasingly.

Gogo tensed, concerned. “Oh! I…sorry, I didn’t mean—”

“Relax, Gogo, it’ll be easy,” Leon chuckled. He licked his chops, already excited by what he was about to do next…then he clenched his hands on the boy’s glutes, earning a soft grunt from Gogo and another shudder. “And my first question for you…”

“Ah!” Gogo quietly gasped when Leon suddenly pulled his cheeks away from each other, parting them to finally reveal the cleft of his ass.

The majority of Gogo’s rear was covered in the same brown fur as the rest of his body (save for the light gray markings on his hands, feet, nose, and the tips of his cheek tufts)—however, an oblong, thinly jagged strip of light gray descended from the base of tail, into the valley between his cheeks, and surrounded the tight, pink star of his sphincter, ending in a fine point that then gave way to the rest of his brown fur that covered his taint and testicles. It was as if someone had simply loaded a paint brush with light gray pigment and haphazardly dragged it along Gogo’s anal cleft, marking his ass with a targeting beacon for anyone to easily spot his hole.

Leon’s cock firmed up even further in his sheath at the sight, and his member began to rise from the fleshy pocket in his groin, his head and a good quarter of his shaft emerging from the now-spread opening.

“…is how you can have an ass like that…and let my son breed you?” Leon went on, sounding awed.

“I…” Gogo paused, not understanding the question.

“Not to sound insulting to either of you…but an ass this beautiful needs to be protected from kids like Cal,” Leon clarified, now sounding amused.

Gogo couldn’t help but laugh and shake his head. “Haha! I—oh my god—hahaha!”

“I mean it!” Leon said over Gogo’s laughter. “You know what he’s like, he fucks the way he eats—messy and in a hurry!”

“I—hahaha! Oh man…hooo, I mean, you’re not completely wrong,” Gogo chortled as he began to settle down. Any tension he’d had about getting Leon’s approval had dissipated, eased by the moment of levity and the compliment the older dog had given him.

“No, I’m not,” Leon agreed, his voice shifting from lighthearted to sultry as he spoke. “An ass like yours needs a real good dicking…Cal’s got some skill, but an ass this pretty deserves better. Not just some rough screwing from a horny young pup like him,” Leon noted as he lifted his right thumb from Gogo’s corresponding cheek…let it drift along the boy’s crack…and then lightly pressed it on the sensitive and wrinkled pucker of the rat’s anus. Gogo shivered as Leon then lightly dragged his thumb around in a circle, tenderly rubbing the tight and warm orifice. “But real…passion…the kind that a man can give you.”

Gogo grunted while Leon continued teasing his hole with the pad of his thumb. “Mmf…can…can you give me that?”

“Heh, only if you ask nicely…I like when boys have good manners.”

The rat smirked and rolled his hips backwards slightly, pushing his ass back against the Labrador’s thumb that still circled around his hole. “Would you please use my ass to show me how a real man fucks, Mr. Parker?”

Leon licked his lips again and more of his thick member slid out from the slick and musky confines of his sheath. “Mmm…what a good boy who asks so nicely for what he wants…and I bet you’ve been thinking a lot about what it’d be like for me to fuck you, right? Ever since Cal let you in on our little secret, you’ve wanted to see for yourself just how good it feels having this big old dog screw you silly…just like I fuck my son, right here in this bed…”

Gogo could hardly stand just how horned up he was. His cock flexed hard against the restraining sheath locked around it, and his hole involuntarily winked under Leon’s thumb while a tiny bead of precum welled up from his urethra and oozed out of the open slot at the tip of his chastity cage. He pushed his ass even higher, desperate to show off just how badly he needed his best friend’s dad to plow him. “Uuugh, yes, Mr. Parker!”

The young rat couldn’t see Leon’s facial expressions behind him, but he could hear the smug grin in his voice as the Labrador replied, “That’s what I thought…and I’ll do it, too…but not just yet. I’ve got some more questions for you, champ…one of them being…”

The Labrador removed his thumb from Gogo’s ass as he trailed off, and he released his grip on the boy’s cheeks, letting them relax. Leon then repositioned himself to better address the rat’s rear, placing his left forearm and hand on Gogo’s lower back and waist to hold him in place…before he raised his right hand.

“…if you like this,” Leon growled.

Smack!

“Mm! Ooooh yeeeesss,” Gogo hissed when Leon struck him on the ass with his large and heavy paw; the Labrador spanked him with just enough force to swat a fly, and the rat flinched lightly at the pleasurable sting in his cheeks.

“Hehe, good…now, next question.” Leon rubbed Gogo’s behind, gently massaging away the sting while he spoke. “Karaoke—what’s your go-to song?”

Gogo did a double-take, thrown off by the unexpected line of inquiry. “I—what?”

Smack!

“Ah!” The rat gasped when Leon spanked him again, this time hard enough to serve a tennis ball.

“Cal mentioned you like karaoke,” Leon explained simply. “So, I wanted to know what your go-to song is.”

“O-oh…umm…heh, Don’t Stop Believin’,” Gogo answered sheepishly.

Smack!

Gogo flinched and yelped when Leon struck him directly on his right cheek. “Aah!”

“Not bad,” Leon conceded, cupping the boy’s glute in his hand. “A little basic, but always a crowd-pleaser.”

Gogo smirked. “Yeah? What’s yours?”

Smack!

“Aaahah!” Gogo’s voice rang out when the Labrador’s paw swiftly slapped his left cheek this time, with more force than before.

“I’m the one asking the questions right now, champ,” Leon growled admonishingly. “You’ll get your turn soon enough.”

“Hooo…yes, Mr. Parker,” the rat murmured, contrite.

“Mmmm…let’s see…night owl or early bird?” Leon asked.

Gogo paused, thinking for a moment. “Uh…more of a night owl.”

Smack!

“Mmf!”

Leon spanked both cheeks this time, keeping the power dialed up to the same as his last strike, but Gogo was ready for it now, and he jolted with a grunt at the sudden and hard impact, his pleasure tinged with just the right amount of pain.

“Steak or sushi?”

“Ooooh man, that’s a tough one…can I choose both?”

Smack!

“Mmf!

“Good answer, hehe…what about brunch?” Leon asked. “Do you like to go more savory or sweet?”

“Sweet, for sure,” Gogo replied without hesitation.

Smack!

“Aah!”

“And your go-to there?”

“For brunch food? Hmm…gotta say, I love a good blueberry pancake,” Gogo chirped, a smile on his face now as he realized what Leon was doing—it was an interrogation alright, but the questions the dog was asking were more along the lines of what he’d want to know about a prospective suitor on a first date.

“Blueberry pancakes, huh? Cal didn’t just happen to tell you those are my favorite kind of pancakes, did he?” Leon asked, playfully suspicious.

Smack!

“Ah! N-no, sir, he didn’t, I didn’t know!”

“Well they are, so it looks like you earned yourself a couple bonus points,” the Labrador chuckled, rubbing the young rat’s ass again—a faint hint of dull red was starting to fade into view through Gogo’s short fur, though Leon’s hefty paw soothed the soft ache that began to gently radiate through the boy’s backside. “Although here’s the really important question for you…how do you feel about pineapple on pizza?”

Gogo sucked his teeth, then replied, “Sorry, it’s a guilty pleasure!”

Smack!

“Aaah!” Gogo winced and squirmed at the harder spank across his ass, but Leon held him firmly in place.

“Well, nobody’s perfect…but you lost those bonus points,” the dog quipped. Leon rubbed the boy’s stinging cheeks for a few moments before taking up, “Now, Cal says you’re not a big fan of cooking…does that mean you don’t cook at all, or…”

The rat giggled. “Oh yeah, it’s not my favorite thing to do, but I’ll cook if I have to…I mean, I like going out to eat a lot more…” Gogo trailed off as he saw an opportunity present itself…and he went for it. “But when I’m really hungry, I just suck your son’s cock.”

Leon barked shortly with laughter. “Ha! Oh, that’s good, looks like we’ve got another thing in common, then—sucking out a load from Cal is my favorite way to beat the munchies…that, and eating his ass.”

Smack!

“Aah!” Gogo huffed.

“Although I’m going to have to sample yours pretty soon…see how you compare…you might just be my new little snack buffet for a while,” Leon observed with a lusty growl before he licked his chops.

“Mmm…Caleb’s given it some pretty good reviews,” Gogo replied, teasingly wiggling his ass.

“Oh yeah he has…the way he talks about eating you out gets my mouth watering every time. And I’ve been dying for a taste ever since I saw the pictures he showed me…though the pictures really don’t do you justice. Mm, you’re just too damn cute for your own good…and so sexy,” Leon growled while groping and fondling Gogo’s firm rump. His eyes roamed over the boy’s backside, surveying the defined topography of his muscles. “Spend a lot of time in the gym?”

Gogo shrugged and nodded. “I guess—if five times a week counts as a lot of time? I like to work up a sweat.”

“Heh, I bet you do, you little gym rat.”

Smack!

“Whuff!”

“And it shows—bet I could bounce a penny off that tight little butt,” Leon observed, rubbing Gogo’s ass again. “Although…going to the gym so often, how do you find time for your schoolwork? You’re taking six classes this semester, right?”

“Uh-huh—17 credits.”

Smack!

“Unf!”

“What all are you taking right now?”

“Um…Intro to Foreign Policy, Contemporary Political Ideologies, Politics in Developing Nations 1, Global Policy Enforcement, Macroeconomics…and Chinese 1,” Gogo listed.

Smack!

“Mmf!”

“Sounds pretty demanding,” Leon noted.

“Heh, yeah…that’s political science for you.”

“You happy with that as your major?”

Gogo nodded. “Uh-huh, it’s pretty cool; I ran the Civics club in high school and I really like learning how governments work, and I do tutoring for it at the student center on campus…heh, kind of nerdy, I know.”

“Yeah, nerdy, but cute,” Leon replied earnestly. He then raised his hand from Gogo’s rear. “But what I want to know is where you find the time for homework between going to the gym and hanging out with Cal?”

“Huh? Oh! I…I don’t know, I guess I just…find a way to make it work,” Gogo answered, uncertain. He paused, thinking back on the patterns of his weekly routine, before going on, “I mean, Caleb and I study and work together, too—you know, after we fool around for a while—but a few nights a week I’ll go to the coffee shop near my apartment and just work there until I’m done. Think there was one night when I left at 3 AM…”

Smack!

“Aah!”

“That’s good…sounds like you’re able to keep on top of things…but you also find time for hobbies and fun, right?” Leon asked.

The rat on the bed nodded. “Oh yeah—I mean, I like to go out and stuff, but I also like to do intramural sports, draw a little…oh, and I like to hang out at the botanical gardens, students get in for free, and it’s so pretty over there.”

“Mm, very good…sounds like a pretty nice balance,” Leon mused. He then heaved a sigh before he asked, “And that’s in addition to occasionally working the glory hole in the library on campus, right?”

Gogo’s eyebrows rose in surprise, although it didn’t take him long to figure out how Leon knew about the extracurricular activity he’d omitted. “I…Caleb told you?”

SMACK!

“Aaah!” Gogo jumped at the immediate and powerful wallop Leon delivered to his cheeks.

“What did I say earlier, young man?” Leon growled.

“Nf! Y-you’re the one asking the questions, Mr. Parker!” Gogo yelped.

“That’s right…now, yes or no, you like to go to the library, post up behind the glory hole in the men’s bathroom on the fourth floor, and suck a lot of horny college student cock like a filthy little slut.”

“Yes.” Gogo didn’t even try to deny it. “Although Caleb does—”

Smack!

“Tooooo!” Gogo yelped at the hard slap to his backside.

“Oh, I know he does,” Leon rumbled as he rubbed and patted the boy’s now-reddened cheeks. “And I know who talked him into doing it…I really should thank you for that. I’m a big fan of kissing my boy and tasting so much cum on his breath.”

The rat giggled. “Ah, heh…my pleasure…it’s really hot watching him suck a bunch of random dudes’ dicks.”

“And he gets them to bust pretty fast, doesn’t he?”

“Oh yeah, it’s like every guy he sucks just melts in his mouth!”

Leon chuckled smugly. “That’s my boy—I taught him everything he knows about how to be a good cocksucker.”

Gogo’s ears perked up. “Y-you did?”

“Mmhmm…his technique’s good, right?”

“Oh, better than good,” Gogo sighed, thinking of all the times that Caleb had sucked him off—the dog’s talented tongue had wrapped around and teased his dick in ways he hadn’t thought possible. Somehow, Gogo was always on the edge within a minute of sliding his cock into his friend’s warm, wet muzzle, and Caleb knew just how to keep him on the brink of cumming for, gooning the rat out of his mind with toe-curling, leg-shaking pleasure, making him simultaneously beg for release and for more prolonged slobbery stimulation…

“Yeah? You’ve busted a lot of nuts in his mouth?”

Smack!

“Ah! Mm, yessir.”

“And he swallows?”

Smack!

“Ooh! Uh-huh…every time,” Gogo huffed.

“Mmm, very good…heh, you know, if his degree in health sciences doesn’t pan out and land him a job, he’ll always have a pretty solid backup career as a cumdump,” Leon snickered.

“I’d hire him!”

“Ha! You and me, both…mmm, and you know, I think I could see you doing well as a whore, too…you handled all that spanking like a pro.”

“Oh! Thank you, Mr. Parker,” Gogo replied softly, shuddering in pleasure at the sensation of the dog’s large paw caressing his sore and stinging ass.

“Mmhmm…and you did a good job answering all those questions.” Leon paused, still rubbing Gogo’s rump; his hand massaged the boy’s glutes in slow circles, and he occasionally dipped between the rat’s spread legs, where the side of his palm teasingly grazed Gogo’s plump, dangling scrotum. “I’ve got some more to ask you…but I think I need to do some more testing on you, too.”

Leon smirked and patted Gogo’s ass once more before he stepped back from the rat and folded his arms across his chest. Still staring at the teen’s ass, he went on, “Alright, champ, how about you get down off the bed for me and lie down on the floor in front of one of the chairs over there.”

Gogo perked up and turned his head to look back at the older man for confirmation. Leon jerked his head at the two mid-century modern lounge chairs in the corner of the bedroom, next to the floor-to-ceiling window that overlooked the darkened backyard below.

“Yes, sir!”

Gogo eagerly hopped off the bed and did as instructed, taking a moment as he did so to glance at Leon’s crotch—the purple shaft of the dog’s cock was three-quarters of the way out of his sheath by now, a stiff, bulbous rod that throbbed visibly with Leon’s arousal. Gogo even caught a glimpse of the developing bulge tucked deeper inside the Labrador’s sheath, the start of Leon’s knot. Right now, it was the size of a plum, and the boy’s hole quivered at the sight. Already he could tell that, where Caleb’s knot was as large as a moderately-sized peach when fully inflated, Leon’s engorged knot would be equivalent to a softball, if not bigger. And in a brief instant of reflection, Gogo realized it was no wonder that Caleb’s ass was so much looser than his own, considering how much his father was stretching it on a regular basis.

The boy had to stop himself from staring as he padded over to the chairs that Leon had directed him to—he came to a halt before the two leather-upholstered lounge seats and sank to his knees on the carpeted floor in front of the chair on the left.

“Ah, hold up,” Leon said, stepping over to stand beside the chair that Gogo was addressing.

“Oh! How do you want me?”

“On your back, with your legs under the chair, and spread as much as you can.”

Gogo complied, lying in a supine position and scooting in so his legs slid under the raised chair; Leon guided him in further until the boy was positioned with his crotch a few inches in front of the chair, while his head was where an ottoman would sit for Leon to comfortably rest his feet.

“Perfect,” Leon said with a grin at the sight of the boy lying on the floor. “Now then…”

The older man eased into the chair above Gogo, settling onto the soft, leather-covered cushion—from Gogo’s point of view, it almost looked like Leon was sitting right on top of him, and he squirmed with anticipation.

“…I’ll just make myself a little more comfortable,” Leon went on, leaning back in his seat before he raised his left foot and held it just above Gogo’s exposed testicles and caged penis. “And I think you’ll make the perfect little footrest for me.”

With that, Leon lowered his paw, resting it heavily on top of the rat’s crotch.

“Ooooooh,” Gogo moaned softly at the sensation of the dog’s large, warm foot—with its sweat-damped fur and thick, leathery pads—pressing down on his restrained manhood.

“Mm, that’s very nice,” Leon rumbled, sounding supremely satisfied as he leered down at the rat beneath him. He wiggled his toes, spreading them and letting them relax, pumping them lightly up and down, randomly drumming them; as he did so, he gently rolled his foot from side to side, adding to the stimulation. “Your balls feel good under my foot…so small and soft…and warm…very comfy…”

“Ooooh…mmm!” Gogo couldn’t stop himself from squirming at the pleasurable sensation.

“They make such a nice little cushion…and that chastity cage is adorable…perfect for playing with,” Leon went on, getting the short metal nub between his toes. He manipulated his dexterous digits with well-practiced ease, tugging the chastity cage back and forth with his paw.

“Oh! Aaaah,” Gogo gasped and grunted, and he rolled his hips up, trying to press his restrained (and straining) cock more firmly into the older man’s foot.

“Hehe, you like having your caged little dicklet between my toes, champ?”

“Mmf! Yes, Mr. Parker.”

“That’s what I thought…and I bet you’d have such a stiffy right now if you weren’t locked up,” Leon murmured, still gazing down at the squirming boy on his floor. “You know, Cal told me where he hid your key…I could unlock you right now…and I do want to see your cute little cock in person.”

The dog continued lightly pumping his foot back and forth on top of Gogo’s crotch, gently grinding his paw into the boy’s groin to earn more huffs, grunts, and squeaks from the rat. Gogo’s member almost hurt from how much it was pushing against the inside of his cage, and more slimy, sticky precum welled up from his urethra and leaked from the piss slot at the tip of the chastity device.

“But I think it’s a lot more fun to keep teasing you like this,” Leon continued casually. “At least for now…who knows, I might change my mind, or I might not…but you know who’s in charge here, right?”

Gogo—blushing as he arched his back up from the floor and savored the solid weight of Leon’s sizable, hefty paw on his cock and balls—nodded and huskily replied, “Yes, sir.”

“Who’s in charge here, champ?” Leon pressed his foot harder into Gogo’s groin, still wiggling his toes and rolling his paw from side to side, ensuring every square millimeter of his warm pads made firm contact with the rat’s genitals. The tips of his claws lightly raked through Gogo’s fur, just barely tickling the sensitive space below the boy’s lower navel.

“Mmm! You’re in charge, Mr. Parker,” Gogo squeaked out.

Leon grinned. “That’s right. And I think you’ve earned a little something for being such a good, obedient boy…”

The Labrador in the chair raised his right foot…slouched down slightly in his seat as he extended his leg…and planted his paw directly in Gogo’s face. From Gogo’s perspective, it was like watching a freight train barrelling towards him, and there was nothing he could do to stop it (not that he wanted to stop it in the first place). Leon’s black-furred foot dominated his field of vision, his toes splayed slightly to show the webbing between the digits, the fat beans of his girthy and soft paw pads dully reflecting the light from the lamp on the bedside table…and the smell…oh, that heavenly, musky, sweaty, tangy, slightly sour pungence that grew stronger as Leon’s paw approached Gogo’s face…if the rat could bottle up that aroma, he’d wash his face with it every day. It filled his nose and made his mouth water, and he shivered in eager anticipation…before moaning softly when the older man’s paw pressed against his snout and face like a huge, weighty mask, blocking out everything else.

“Oooooh…mmmm…”

Leon chuckled as he curled his toes for a moment…and then stretched his foot on Gogo’s face. “That’s it, boy…take it all in.”

“Mmmfmmm…”

Gogo had no words—acting purely on instinct, he raised his hands and used them to hold the paw against his face, practically hugging it to himself and refusing to even entertain the possibility of Leon pulling away from him. He shoved his nose in between the Labrador’s toes, inhaling deeply, drinking in the scent of sweat and musk and masculinity…and he couldn’t help himself as he began nuzzling, kissing, and licking, sniffing non-stop as he did so, doing his utmost to commit Leon’s taste and smell to memory and savor this moment of subservient supplication and worship. In the meantime, his body acted on autopilot, lightly thrusting his hips up again to hump into Leon’s paw planted in his groin; his tail twitched and wagged as he squirmed with carnal delight; his chest heaved with every deep, frantic breath he took; and more precum leaked from his cage.

For his part, Leon rumbled appreciatively at the rat’s ministrations, and he continued absently rolling his left foot back and forth on top of Gogo’s crotch as he relaxed further into his chair. At the moment, he kept his forearms and hands on his chair’s armrests, while his cock—now completely emerged from his sheath except for his partly-inflated knot—laid against his lower stomach. He almost wished he had a glass of bourbon to enjoy with his Father’s Day gift, to enhance the mood…but teasing his son’s best friend with his feet and getting to know the young rat better was satisfying enough.

“Now, next question for you, champ,” Leon started. “Why don’t you tell me a little more about you…where’d you grow up, what’s your family situation…”

“Mmm…fmm…ungh…” Gogo grunted and huffed, too distracted by licking and sniffing Leon’s foot to really focus on answering.

“Gogo,” Leon said softly, getting the boy’s attention while he pressed down harder on the boy’s crotch.

“Mm! Ah…sorry, Mr. Parker,” the rat mumbled. He pulled back from the Labrador’s paw just enough to keep rubbing his cheeks and snout against Leon’s pads and toes, and he cleared his throat before taking up, “I…mmm…I grew up in Sagepoint, little town in South Verde.”

“Ah, that’s…just outside of Hendrix, right?”

“Mmhmm…basically one of the suburbs,” Gogo murmured, still grinding the side of his face against Leon’s foot.

Leon chuckled and wagged his paw back and forth, mussing the rat’s fur even more. “Gotcha; I’ve traveled to Hendrix a few times for work—great city. Are your folks still in Sagepoint?”

“Mom and Dad are…got two sisters, one’s in the military, no clue where she is, and the other’s in med school at Chatham.”

“I see—and you’re the youngest of three?”

“Mmhmm.”

“Was it hard coming all the way to Grafton Bay? Sagepoint’s way over on the East coast—do you get homesick much?” Leon probed.

“Mm…not really…kinda like having the distance from my folks,” Gogo replied, his voice muffled as he spoke into Leon’s sole.

“And are you out to your family?”

Gogo shook his head. “No…they’re more conservative, not exactly…accepting…so I don’t talk with them much these days.”

“Ah, that’s tough—I’m sorry to hear that,” Leon said sympathetically, still holding his paws to Gogo’s face and crotch. “But, sometimes the family you find elsewhere can be better than the family you were born into…”

“For sure,” Gogo murmured, contentedly nuzzling against Leon’s foot. “Really glad I met Caleb, he’s been like a brother to me…”

“Aw, that’s my sweet boy, glad he’s treating you alright. The way he talks about you, I’d swear you two were attached at the hip…it’s pretty cute…and I’m sure it’s even better to have a brother that fucks you a lot, from what I hear,” Leon snickered.

“Heh…I fuck him, too, every now and then,” Gogo replied cheekily.

“Oh really? Now that’s news to me!” Leon raised his eyebrows and tilted his head, intrigued.

“Mmhmm.” Gogo paused and tensed, suddenly realizing the implication of what he’d just said—Caleb had never said anything about Leon having exclusive rights to fuck him, but that didn’t mean there wasn’t an arrangement of some kind that Gogo had potentially unknowingly violated. “Oh! I…do you want me to—I didn’t realize if there was any—”

Leon laughed. “Haha! Ah, don’t sweat it, Gogo. I’m very happy for you to keep fucking my son…wish he hadn’t kept that from me, though. I’m going to have to have a little chat with him about that later, hehe. How often do you two play together?”

Gogo smiled and relaxed again, and he spoke as he resumed pressing his face to Leon’s paw and licking the dog’s toes and the nooks and crannies between them. “Well…he fucks me…maybe two or three times a week? And…I like to fuck him…twice a month or so.”

“Mmm, so you’re versatile.”

“Yessir…more of a preference for…bottoming…love to eat ass, though…”

“Hehe, you like some spelunking, huh?” Leon joked.

“Mmhmm…it’s one of my favorites…love getting fucked more, though…but it’s fun to top, too.”

“Heh, that’s how Cal is with me,” Leon said while continuing to grind his feet against Gogo’s muzzle and crotch. “He loves to bottom for me, but he can’t get enough of eating my ass and he’’s happy to fuck me when I’m in the mood for it.”

“Huff…that’s really hot…that you let him top you…”

“Oh yeah…one of my favorite things about Cal is his knot…when it pops in…mmm, gives me the shivers.” Leon shifted in his seat and his right hand now slid down to his own crotch, his fingers resting on his sheath while his thumb idly stroked the underside of his stiff erection. Having Gogo under his paws was getting him more worked up, and Leon’s sheath had begun to feel tight around his gradually swelling knot.

“Mmf…tell me about it,” Gogo moaned in agreement between his languid licking and slurping on Leon’s foot. “The way he…gets so…mm, worked up, and just…shoves it in…”

“Hehe, and hearing him howl when he ties with you,” Leon contributed, lightly flexing his toes back and forth against Gogo’s face.

“Mmm…and the way…his knot…pulses when he’s…cumming…”

“And don’t you just love how he keeps humping when he knots you?”

“Uh-huh…he’s like…a fucking jackhammer!”

Leon chuckled, then huffed softly as he finally began to pull his right foot away from the rat’s head. “And does he bite your shoulder, too?”

“I—mmf!”

Gogo grunted, getting one last lick across the underside of Leon’s paw before reluctantly releasing his hands and allowing the dog to withdraw. When Leon raised his foot, Gogo’s face was revealed to be covered in a damp mix of his own saliva and the older man’s sweat—the fur on his muzzle and blushing cheeks, which had once been so neatly groomed, was now matted and smeared in a wild mess. The rat licked his lips and hazily watched Leon move his paw down…and then Gogo moaned when the Labrador settled his right foot next to his left, directly on his crotch.

Leon smirked at the boy on the floor, gently pumping his feet up and down on top of his groin, palpating Gogo’s testicles beneath his paws and making the teen squirm.

“You were saying?” Leon said nonchalantly, wiggling and drumming his toes on the rat’s restrained manhood.

“Hehe—yeah, it feels so good when he bites me like that,” Gogo huffed.

He tilted his head back and moaned again when Leon began to grind his feet harder against his cock and balls—as much as he enjoyed being in chastity, the rat was on the verge of begging to be unlocked right then and there. Gogo desperately wanted to feel the rough yet velvety texture of Leon’s paw pads against the sensitive, bare skin of his aching member, which was pressing so hard against the hollow, stainless steel nub currently locked to his groin. He craved to have the head of his throbbing, stiff member playfully gripped between Leon’s toes, to have his turgid cock smoothly glide between the older canine’s feet pressed together, and to have his small erection sandwiched and smothered between those meaty, steamy, sweaty paws. He wanted to pop off his cage—he couldn’t decide if he wanted to thrust his cock between the older man’s toes or hump the Labrador’s leg like a horny pup himself, but Gogo knew that after spilling his load all over Leon’s foot, he wanted to then obediently lap up the mess he made…and then kiss Caleb with his cum still in his mouth, so his friend could taste both his seed and Leon’s musk on his tongue…

“Uuungh…”

Leon simply went on using his feet to tease the writhing rodent, alternating between pressing with his toes, lightly shuffling his paws up and down, and making liberal use of his pads when grinding into Gogo’s cock and balls. He could feel more of the boy’s precum slimily stick to his pads, greasing them further. Hearing the horny teen’s grunts and squeaks of pleasure made the Labrador smile all the more contentedly, and Leon’s hand in his crotch delicately wrapped around his stiff member…before his fingers began to tease the rim of his sheath. Unhurried and concentrating more on the boy lying under him, Leon lazily pulled at the taut opening stretched around the circumference of his girthy shaft, and he wormed his digits inside to rub and fondle the tender, moist, and fleshy interior lining of the pocket, which was slick with his own bodily secretions.

“Would it be safe to say your favorite thing about Cal is his knot, too?” Leon took up.

“Mmm! Mmf…hmm…hehe, no…don’t get me wrong, I love it,” Gogo clarified, huffing under the Labrador’s continued treatment. “But—”

“Heh, there’s a lot about him to love,” Leon said over the rat as he now lifted his left paw. “But for your favorite thing about him…hmm…”

Leon contemplatively trailed off while he moved his right foot to cover Gogo’s crotch completely; meanwhile, he extended his left leg…and pushed it into the rat’s face.

Gogo eagerly accepted the replacement for Leon’s right paw—he hugged the older man’s left foot to his muzzle and deeply inhaled, reveling in the humid stink of Leon’s musky scent now mixed with the faint tang of his own crotch and the tiny hints of his sweet and salty precum that clung to the dogs pads and fur.

“Hehe, that’s it, champ, breathe it in,” Leon chuckled mildly while Gogo, greedily huffing and snorting, held his paw to his face like a gas mask. “Now…your favorite thing about Cal…hmm…is it his hands?”

“Mmm…mm-mm.” Preoccupied with Leon’s foot against his snout, Gogo wordlessly moaned in the negative, shaking his head.

“Hmm…his tongue?” Leon guessed when Gogo slurped in between his toes, dredging the warm and pungent crevice with his tongue.

“Uh-uh…”

The Labrador began digging his fingers more actively into the tight space of his sheath, teasing himself by dragging his fingertips around the upper part of his still-concealed knot. “His balls?”

“Mm-mm…”

“How about his ass?”

“Mmmm…nope,” Gogo sighed after taking another big whiff of the paw in his face.

“Hehe, alright, what’s your favorite thing about him?” Leon asked with a chuckle.

In between planting kisses and licks to Leon’s pads and sole, the rat replied, “Mmf…it’s…two things, really…his eyes…and the way he smiles…”

Leon grinned, thinking of his son’s pale lilac eyes—so very much like his own—and the charming yet devious nature of Caleb’s smile, as if the boy was on the verge of simultaneously telling a raunchy joke and expressing the most sincere love imaginable. “Yeah, that’ll do it…that whole puppy-dog look he’s got reels you in.”

“Mm…never had a chance,” Gogo mused.

“Bet he had you bent over within the first five minutes of meeting him, right?” Leon quipped, now adjusting his hand from teasing his knot to loosely holding his shaft—his thick, bulbous rod filled his palm and fingers, and it throbbed in his grip.

“Uuunghh…something like that,” Gogo grunted.

Leon cocked an eyebrow in lustful interest. “Yeah? How long did it take for you to drop your pants for my son?”

“Like…two days after I met him at freshman orientation.” Gogo paused for a few more quick smooches to Leon’s foot before he resumed rubbing his face against the Labrador’s pads. “I was thinking about him that whole time…and then…I asked him if he wanted to hang out in my dorm room…”

The older man clucked softly to himself. “Aha, so that’s where he went after orientation; he told me he was going to go to some welcome party on campus. Ha! No wonder he was so excited, he was going to bang some hottie in the dorms…did he knot you that first time?”

The rat nodded. “Mmmhmm…and he’s knotted me every time after that, too.”

Leon rumbled approvingly. “Mmm, you love having him hilted in you like that, don’t you?”

“Uh-huh…”

Before Gogo could say anything more, Leon flexed his foot and slid it down over his snout…before he teasingly rubbed Gogo’s lips with his toes…and pushed them forward, parting the rat’s loose jaw and filling his muzzle. Gogo moaned as he gratefully accepted the Labrador’s toes in his mouth; he instinctively suckled on them and swirled his tongue around and between them, totally enthralled by their taste. He wanted to close his eyes in pleasure and just savor this moment of sucking his best friend’s father’s toes…but Gogo couldn’t look away from the sight looming over him now. Leon had begun slowly pumping his hand up and down his own cock, not gripping tightly enough or stroking quickly enough to really work himself up, but just methodically teasing himself and showing off how his 8 inches of thick and heavy meat filled his paw. All the while, Leon continued resting his right foot on Gogo’s groin, still wiggling his toes, grinding back and forth on the boy’s cock and balls, and teasingly rubbing his chastity cage.

“And the two of you bareback, right?” Leon took up, maintaining eye contact with the rat.

Still sucking on Leon’s toes, Gogo nodded. “Mmhmm!”

“Good…I’d hate for my son to waste his load in a condom…if he’s going to breed a boy as cute as you, I want him to do it right,” the older Labrador said authoritatively. “Do you get tested regularly?”

Another nod from Gogo. “Mmhmm!”

“Anything I should know about?”

This time the rat shook his head, emphatic and honest. “Mm-mm.”

Leon studied Gogo for a moment, then nodded. “Good boy. And you play safely otherwise?”

“Mmhmm!”

“Very good boy…” Leon trailed off for a moment; he flexed his toes against Gogo’s tongue inside the rat’s mouth, and he grunted at the delightful sucking sensation on his digits. The boy was practically nursing on his toes while he slobbered all over them, and he was doing such a good job that Leon’s dick grew even stiffer in his hand (which still languidly pumped up and down along his shaft). “Now…when you fuck Cal…have you made him cum hands-free?”

Gogo’s eyebrows rose, but he shook his head. “Mm-mm.”

“Hmm…heh, shouldn’t be surprised, you’re still pretty young, still need some practice satisfying my son.” Leon drew his foot back from Gogo’s mouth, allowing the boy to continue sucking on just one of his toes while his paw rested against his chin. “I can teach you how to do that…it’s really fun to get Cal to shoot without touching himself.”

The rat stared while he still lapped at the pad on the underside of Leon’s toe.

“Want to learn how?”

Gogo nodded enthusiastically as he replied with his mouth still occupied, “Yeth, pleathe!”

Leon snickered. “Good…I’ve got some ideas for how I can train you up…definitely going to need to spend some time watching how you fuck my son…”

With that, the dog withdrew his remaining toe from Gogo’s mouth. Leon then briefly raised his foot a few inches higher…and touched the tip of the rat’s nose with his toe, affectionately booping it and earning a giggle from the teen…before he lowered his paw all the way back down to Gogo’s crotch, where he rested it next to his right foot once again on top of the rodent’s cock and balls.

“Now, just two more questions for you,” Leon went on while he gently clenched his toes on Gogo’s manhood.

Gogo, panting lustily, nodded his assent to continue.

“You said that you love to eat ass…so, what’s your favorite position for eating out Cal?”

“Whuff…hooo…” Gogo caught his breath before licking his lips and answering, “I love having him sit on my face.”

Leon’s smile grew wide while he pressed his feet on the boy’s cock. “Yeah? Nothing like having a faceful of dog ass, right?”

“Hehe, it’s the best!”

“Damn right, champ…and last question from me…what position does Cal like to use when he rims you?”

“Oooh…hehe, me on my back with my legs up.”

Leon’s smile grew even wider. “What a coincidence…that’s just the position I had in mind for you.”

Gogo squeaked softly in excitement and his hole quivered.

The Labrador pumped his feet up and down on the boy’s crotch once more before he nodded over at the bed. “Shall we?”

The rat didn’t need any further prompting—Gogo wriggled out from under Leon’s feet and chair, scooting back and then getting to his knees. But before he could fully stand and make for the bed, Leon delicately stepped on his long tail, which was just within reach of his right foot.

“Ah-ah—c’mere first, champ,” Leon ordered, patting his lap while he still sat in his chair.

“Oh! Hehe, yessir,” Gogo murmured happily, recognizing what Leon was wanting him to do.

The teen stood up just enough to better address the occupied chair in front of him…and he crawled on top of Leon, straddling the older and bigger man now beneath him and between his legs. Gogo rested his hands on Leon’s broad and sturdy shoulders while he settled in close—his chest brushed against Leon’s while his stomach and caged cock pressed in on the Labrador’s much larger belly, which was so warm and soft as it subtly rose and fell with Leon’s breathing. His thighs hugged against Leon’s lower stomach and upper legs…and Gogo relished the feeling of Leon’s thick and hot member resting heavily against his butt, naturally situated in the cleft between his cheeks with the tip of the older canine’s cockhead brushing the underside of his tail.

But perhaps best of all in this moment was the fact that Gogo’s lips were only a few inches away from Leon’s. Young, blue-green eyes locked with the older, pale lilac gaze; heat rose in two pairs of cheeks and lips parted in anticipation as Leon reached up and around to hold the back of Gogo’s head…and then he pulled the boy in.

Gogo’s heart felt ready to explode when he started kissing Leon. The older man’s lips were so soft…and wet…and his tongue…so big and powerful as it pressed into his muzzle…

“Mmm! Mmmphmmmm,” Gogo moaned passionately into Leon’s mouth.

“Mmmhmmm…fucking…good kisser,” Leon softly growled back while he wrapped his free arm around Gogo’s back and held the small, lithe form close against his own burly and bulky frame.

Even though his eyes were closed, they rolled back in Gogo’s head with pleasure; he’d made out with Caleb plenty of times before, but making out with his dad was a whole new level of bliss. The older Labrador dominantly held his head in place while he lapped over his tongue and teeth; Leon grunted as he took his time tasting the insides of Gogo’s cheeks, and he earned a few soft gags and splutters from the boy as he swabbed the entrance to his throat and tickled his uvula; he forced Gogo to suckle on his tongue and fed plenty of his own spit into the boy’s muzzle, to the point that the rat had to swallow just to keep up with the volume of dog drool filling his mouth. Leon huffed, savoring the sensation of being so intimately latched onto the teen’s warm and eager mouth—it was so soft and tender, so wet and lustfully ravenous. Leon could taste hints of spearmint mixed with Gogo’s saliva, and he huffed again; that flavor made him think of the taste of youth, of being a young horny buck and popping a piece of gum in his own mouth before making out with other boys his age and then humping them like a rabbit in heat…and now he was kissing a boy young enough to be his son…his son’s best friend, a boy who Caleb had not only wanted to share with Leon, but had also happily given to him as a gift, complete with a bow around his pretty neck.

“Rrrrr,” Leon growled into Gogo’s mouth. He rocked forward in his seat, pressing himself even closer against Gogo, needing to feel every inch of the young rat against his body…before he eventually settled back in his seat and relented from his oral assault. He withdrew his tongue, but still kept his lips firmly pressed to Gogo’s, kissing and smooching and moaning wordlessly into the boy’s muzzle.

Gogo, in turn, tentatively ventured forth, probing Leon’s lips with his own tongue…before Leon took the lead once more, nibbling Gogo’s lower lip first and then aggressively sucking the boy’s tongue into his own mouth, pulling it taut and earning another heated moan from the rat. Gogo kissed back as much as he could, but it was clear that Leon was in charge of their makeout session by the way he practically overwhelmed the boy with his tongue and lips. Leon pulled Gogo’s head to one side for a better angle to allow their muzzles to lock together…and he growled again, his voice rumbling like a boat motor.

“Mm! Hmmmm,” Gogo sighed while he began pushing his hips forward, grinding his caged cock against Leon’s stomach.

Almost in reply, the Labrador’s member flexed against his ass, and Leon rolled his own pelvis up and down, up and down, smoothly humping the boy’s backside. His cock glided along the cleft of Gogo’s cheeks and pushed at the base of his tail; Gogo shivered and thrust even more energetically against Leon’s stomach. He ached in his chastity cage, it was so tight now against his straining penis, and Gogo was desperate to grind his cock into the thickset Labrador’s fur and belly. He wanted Caleb to see him making out with his dad right now, he wanted to have Caleb join them, to kiss him and then Leon and then him again…he wanted…he wanted so much…

“Mmf!” Leon grunted as he shifted forward in his chair again, although this time he was moving to stand, and he still held onto Gogo, supporting him now in his lap.

Gogo didn’t need any verbal direction—agile and lithe as he was, it was no problem for him to readjust and wrap his legs around Leon’s waist. He also clasped his hands behind the dog’s neck, effectively making himself into an apron for the bigger and stronger man. Leon, still adoringly kissing the boy embracing him, shuffled forward more in his chair; he removed his hand from the back of Gogo’s head and placed it beneath the rat’s bottom, clutching a firm glute in his paw. He then bent forward, dipping Gogo back slightly, but he kept a firm grip on the teen, preventing him from spilling out of his lap.

“Rrf!” Leon huffed again as he rose from his chair with Gogo clinging onto him.

Gogo couldn’t remember the last time he’d been carried like this; whenever Caleb had picked him up and hauled him around, it had always been in a fireman’s carry over his shoulder. No, holding onto an older, larger man like this…it was the way a young boy would hold onto his father to be carried. Yes, there was a nurturing, protective, paternal quality to the way Leon was carrying him now, something Gogo hadn’t experienced in so long. He felt fully supported, weightless now that a strong male figure held him so closely…and it was icing on the cake that both of them just happened to be naked and kissing each other full on the mouth. Gogo almost didn’t want it to stop—in the back of his mind he knew that every sure and steady step Leon took brought them closer to the bed where the journey would end.

But then…

“Whuff! Haha!” Gogo grunted and laughed when Leon reached their destination and tossed him backwards on the bed. It was like being jettisoned from a plane, suddenly thrown out, before he landed on the mattress with a hefty thump.

“Mmm…now, I think you know what I want next, champ,” Leon growled huskily as he kneeled on the edge of the bed.

“Oh yeah,” Gogo replied as a shiver ran up his spine at the sight of the large black Labrador crawling towards him with a predatory glint in his eye and a hungry grin on his lips. He wanted Leon to grab him, to maul him…but at the same time, he wanted the older man to chase after him at least a little. And so, as Leon lumbered along on his hands and knees and closed in on him, Gogo scooted back towards the headboard, staying just out of reach of his best friend’s dad…until he had nowhere else to go, and Leon grabbed his right ankle.

“And are you going to give it to me?” Leon asked, yanking the rat away from the headboard—he pulled just far enough for the rat to be flat on his back with his head resting on one of the pillows.

“Eep! Hehe, yes, sir, Mr. Parker!” Gogo giggled as Leon began raising his foot.

“Good boy,” Leon growled approvingly, releasing his hold on Gogo’s ankle as the rat began to lift his leg by himself.

The Labrador settled down on his stomach on top of the bedspread, getting his snout level with his target. Gogo obligingly wasted no time in spreading his legs and lifting his left to join his right in the air—he then held the backsides of his thighs with his hands, presenting Leon with a perfectly unobstructed view of his caged cock and balls, his taint…and the tight, fleshy star of his ass.

“Mmmm, there it is…that’s what I want.” Leon scooted in closer as he put his hands on Gogo’s hips…and he pulled the boy in by just a few more inches, getting him into position.

“Ah! Mmff!” Gogo grunted softly when he felt Leon’s hot, humid breath puff across the sensitive region, making his short fur stand on end, and he involuntarily clenched and relaxed, winking his hole at the older man.

“Fuck, that’s such a cute little cunt,” Leon murmured before he leaned in…and, with a soft yet steamy “mlem”, dragged his tongue in a long, slow slurp over the rat’s musky orifice and perineum, huffing even more as he did so.

“Ooooooh!” Gogo moaned at the warm, wet muscle moving over his ass and all the way up to the underside of his balls. He pushed his head back into the pillow he rested on and arched his back, already wracked by pleasure from such a simple yet intimate and arousing act.

Leon’s tongue pulled lightly at Gogo’s balls as he drew his head back. He licked his lips, savoring the boy’s flavor still on his tongue—his mouth was watering and his cock flexed beneath him, sandwiched between his stomach and the mattress. There was no holding back now that he’d gotten a taste—in a rush, Leon managed to breathe, “Fffuuuuck, Gogo,” before he quickly shoved his snout against the teen’s ass.

“Ungh! Ah shiiiiit,” Gogo moaned loudly.

His legs trembled, but he kept holding them up while Leon started energetically rimming him. The sounds of sucking and slurping and growling…the feeling of the Labrador’s wet nose pressed against his taint…Leon’s humid breath washing over him…the wide and warm tongue rapidly lapping over and swirling around his hole…his best friend’s dad possessively holding his hips and working his jaws between his spread cheeks to vigorously munch on his tender and tight ass…his “cute little cunt” as Leon had called it—Gogo couldn’t stop moaning, it was all just so sublime.

“Schlup, schlup, schlup…mmmffmm…hrrngh…mmffhmm…schlup, schlup, schlup!” Leon huffed and grunted as he went on greedily eating out the boy’s ass.

Drool flowed freely from his mouth and dribbled along his chin, seeping into Gogo’s fur and making the puckered flesh of his anus glisten early in the process. More slobber dripped down to the base of the rat’s tail and onto the bedspread, making a small dark stain that steadily grew the more that Leon salivated. He kissed and licked, nibbled and slurped, sucked and slobbered, his efforts earning a cascade of involuntary spasms from Gogo’s ass—the boy was trying so hard to relax his hole, trying to open himself up for Leon, but at the moment he couldn’t stop himself from repeatedly clenching. Leon didn’t mind, though; it was so hot to feel Gogo quivering under his tongue and against his lips, and he wanted to get his son’s friend riled up further, to work the teen to the point of whimpering and begging for more…

“Mmm! Hrrmmfffmmm! Schlup! Schlup! Schlup!” Leon’s growling and snarling grew louder as he savagely lashed Gogo’s ass with his tongue. He gnashed his teeth against the boy’s hole and thrashed his head from side to side, treating the rat like a chew toy.

“Oh! Oh! A-aaah! Oh fuck! Ngh…Mr…Mr. Parker, I—oh fuck, don’t stop!” Gogo groaned as he squirmed and convulsed in ecstasy.

He wanted to reach back and grab the pillow behind his head; he wanted Caleb to be here, to pin him down and kiss him or brutally muzzle-fuck Gogo while Leon torturously at him out; he wanted to touch himself and start jerking off furiously to the point of shooting his load all over Leon’s face…but Gogo could only lie there, writhing and moaning, as he kept holding his legs up. He squeezed his eyes shut and curled his toes while his tail quivered and whipped back and forth—he almost couldn’t stand how amazing it felt to have Caleb’s dad eat his ass so forcefully. Of course Caleb himself was energetic in his own right when it came to rimming Gogo, but what the rat was experiencing right now was akin to a shark in a feeding frenzy—merciless, unrelenting, and crazed by hunger. It was enough to make Gogo breathless and panting in a matter of seconds…and Leon carried on animalistically ravaging him for minutes on end.

“Schlup! Schlup! Schlup! Glmmff…rrrmmmfffmm…hrrrmmffmm…”

“Oh fuck…hooooo ffffuuuuuuuuck…ngh! Ah—a-aah!”

More clear and slimy precum oozed out of the slot in Gogo’s chastity cage, while plenty of the stuff had begun to leak from Leon’s urethra and smear onto the bedspread beneath him. As Gogo’s tail twitched with tremor upon tremor, Leon’s wagged frantically. Both rat and dog passionately moaned and groaned while their chests heaved and the heat rose in their bodies. While Leon kept up his enthusiastic rimming, Gogo’s sphincter began to loosen and relax, gradually widening from a clenched pucker to a narrow opening big enough to admit a pinkie…then a thumb. Leon lapped over the small aperture like a deer at a salt lick, repeatedly and rapidly dragging his tongue over Gogo’s back door—his tongue plucked at the rim and worked in a small glob of saliva with each lick, lubing it up and enticing the boy to open even more…and then…

“Aaah! Oh fuck yes! Right there!” Gogo squealed when Leon finally burrowed his tongue into his ass.

“Mmmmhmmm!” Leon huffed as he spread his jaws and sank his tongue deeper into Gogo’s rectum, practically chomping into the rat so he could worm his tongue into the tight, hot, fleshy tunnel. He swirled and circled his tongue around within Gogo, feeding more of his saliva into the boy as he did so.

Gluk! Gluk! Gluk!

It didn’t take long for Leon to progress to pulsing his tongue back and forth; he jerked his snout in and out to better thrust with his tongue, practically fucking the boy with it. On each forward plunge, he pushed deeper, spreading the rat’s musky and slimy insides, tasting them, slathering them with more of his drool…before he dragged his tongue back out, rubbing it against the sensitive rim of Gogo’s hole with every withdrawal.

“Oh fuck! Aaah, that’s…nf, so good!” Gogo cried out when, after a solid minute of progressively deeper rimming, Leon’s tongue pressed on his prostate.

Gogo shook like a leaf in the wind as the Labrador teased the hotspot even more—Leon held the young rat’s hips tight in his hands, preventing Gogo from going anywhere while he wriggled and squirmed his tongue on top of the teen’s sensitive gland. The older man pressed his advantage further, vehemently huffing hard on the boy’s taint and testicles, drooling all over them while he flicked his tongue up and down inside Gogo’s ass. He didn’t mind that Gogo’s hole was spasming around his tongue, alternately clenching to prevent him from going any further and opening to allow him deeper access—if anything, the fact that the boy was uncontrollably struggling so much made Leon want to just outright fuck him even more. But he had a plan, one that required him to hold back for just a while longer…and continue chowing down on Gogo like groceries in the meantime.

“Ngh! A-aaah…oooh plea…please,” Gogo whimpered needily. The way Leon was eating him out with all those delightfully sloppy and sucking slurps, the way his jaws kept munching away at him, the way his nose pressed so hard against his perineum while his tongue was so skillfully assaulting his prostate, making him produce even more pre that leaked from his caged cock and was thoroughly sliming the inside of his chastity cage leak even more pre—it was all becoming too much to take. The more that Leon rimmed him, the more he lost command of his mental faculties; it was getting harder to process the abject pleasure that made him feel like he was in a dream. Gogo moaned loudly and lewdly, giving voice to the deep-seated craving that was consuming him in a blazing inferno. He shuddered again and arched his back once more, to the point of feeling like his spine was going to snap, but he didn’t care. In that moment, he wanted to offer himself up to Leon completely, body and soul. He wanted…he wanted…

“I—oh god, fuck me, please!” Gogo managed to choke out.

Leon chuckled smugly at the words he’d been waiting to hear. With one more slurp, he withdrew his tongue, and with a parting kiss to Gogo’s now-relaxed hole (which had opened to the diameter of a poker chip), the Labrador pulled his head back and licked his lips. His nose and snout were wet with drool and reeked of his own breath and spit mixed with boy ass, a flavor combination that only made him smack his chops and lick them again while his mouth watered.

“Hehe, are you needing a breeding, champ?” Leon asked while he removed his right hand from Gogo’s hip…and slowly corkscrewed his index and middle fingers into the rat’s gaping ass.

“Uuungh! Hoooo…” Gogo grunted and sighed at the penetration; a fresh round of shivers ran through his body and his hole clenched lightly around Leon’s fingers twisting back and forth in it before relaxing again, allowing the Labrador’s thick digits to slide further into him. He took a steadying breath, calming himself and regaining his senses, though he still squirmed as Leon’s fingers pushed deeper and teasingly stroked his prostate. “Yeeeaaah…aaah, fuck, I need you in me so bad, Mr. Parker!”

Leon smirked as he raised his head to make eye contact with the blushing rat he was fingering. “Oh? You need me in you, huh?”

“Mmhmm!”

“Do you need to feel my dick filling you, is that it?” Leon asked, continuing to methodically swirl his fingers around in circles inside of Gogo.

“Uuungh, yeeesss…”

“And do you need me to cum in you? Do you need my load in you?”

“Soooo fucking badly!” Gogo huffed.

“Hehe, good boy…and I need to fuck you…you’re so soft and wet…so warm and tight…I need to get in there and dump a biiiiig, fat wad of cum in you,” Leon murmured lustfully, gently pulsing his fingers back and forth in and out of the rat. He then cleared his throat and, using a more business-like tone now, took up, “But first, I need you to ask me some questions.”

Gogo frowned, unsure if he’d heard Leon right. “I…what?”

The Labrador waggled his eyebrows playfully. “Well, it’s only fair—I got to ask you about yourself, it’d be rude of me not to give you the same opportunity.”

Gogo stared for a moment, then guffawed. “Ha! Oh, it’s—don’t worry about that, I mean, Caleb’s told me a lot about you already, we can…can you just fuck me, please?” Gogo begged.

Leon’s smirk grew more devious. “Nope—I’m going to stay right here until you ask me some questions.”

“Unf!” Gogo grunted as Leon pushed on his prostate. “Uungh, that’s…oooh, you’re evil!”

The Labrador shrugged. “What can I say? I like to withhold from Cal like this, too.”

The rat rolled his eyes and chuckled in spite of himself. “Sooo, that explains why he gets so rapey sometimes.”

Leon smiled ruefully. “Hehe, he’s fucked you pretty hard after I teased him, huh?”

“Last month, he left me walking funny for a week—that’s your fault!”

“I’m okay with that.”

Gogo playfully scowled at the older man still fingering him…but his scowl turned into a gasp of pleasure as Leon added a third finger, stretching his hole.

“Coooome oooon, anything you want to know, just ask,” Leon cajoled.

Gogo grunted and tilted his head back again, trying to both cope with the teasing to his ass and think of a good question to ask. He mentally cycled through some of the basic information that Caleb had already shared with him about Leon, trying to find a topic that would be worth digging into while the man’s fingers were stroking and pulling at his innards—he knew that the older man worked as an accountant for a law firm, that Leon’s solo hobbies included fishing, reading, and going to the gym, that he had raised Caleb as a single father, and that Leon fucked him a few times a week at least…

“Oh!” Gogo’s eyes widened and he looked at Leon between his raised legs. “Okay, here’s—ah!—here’s one for you. What—mmf!—what was it like the first time you fucked Caleb?”

Leon tilted his head and raised his eyebrows, pleasantly surprised by the question.

“He…he told me what it was like for him,” Gogo went on. “But—ah!” He grunted as Leon twisted his fingers around in his ass. “I want to hear what it was like for you.”

The Labrador chuckled and nodded while he continued fingering Gogo. “Yeah, that’s a good question…let’s see…huh, I know it’s going to sound like a cliché, but it really was magical.”

Leon shifted, removing his left hand from Gogo’s hip now; he propped up his head with his hand and rested his elbow on the bed, getting more comfortable while he continued gazing reminiscently at the rat, stroking and pressing Gogo’s prostate as he spoke. “I was pretty nervous about it at first—I mean, it’s not exactly conventional for dads to fuck their sons, right?”

Gogo squirmed at the continued stimulation to his prostate. “No, not exactly…but it is pretty fucking hot.”

“Heh, true; I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t been fantasizing about it for a while,” Leon conceded. “But Cal and I had only ever swapped oral before—I’d fingered him a few times, too, so it wasn’t like I’d be doing anything new. But I remember feeling like if we actually had sex, we’d be taking a step that we couldn’t come back from. Everything up to that point was…low-stakes, just some fun that a dad could have with his son…”

“Your dirty little secret,” Gogo offered.

Leon nodded. “Exactly. It didn’t have any big strings attached to it…but fucking my son…there’s a much bigger…emotional component attached to that. For me, it didn’t feel like it would just be some casual fun—it meant that there was something real going on between us that we’d have to acknowledge. And I’ll be honest: I wanted that.”

Gogo’s heart fluttered at Leon’s vulnerable admission—there was something so tender and sweet about the way the older man spoke, something that stirred an unknown longing within Gogo himself.

“Being his dad is the best thing that’s ever happened to me, but I still wanted…more,” Leon continued. “You know, I don’t think I could ever get enough of Cal. That kid’s got my heart wrapped around his finger, and I just love him so much. But getting into a relationship like what I was thinking, it would permanently change things for us. And I was scared that it might not work out for all kinds of reasons—what if he just wanted to keep things casual, what if I made things too awkward between us, what if we weren’t compatible as a more romantic couple, what if other people started asking questions and figuring things out…hell, what if Cal just straight up chickened out!”

Gogo snickered at that. “Knowing Caleb…”

“Ha! Yeah, he wouldn’t have chickened out—but it was still something I worried about…but Cal was giving me the signs he wanted more, too,” Leon noted. “Spending more time with me, using a lot more ‘we’ and ‘us’ when he talked…teasing me and being a lot more forward…heh, one thing he said that really got me going was ‘a son’s place is under his dad’. Woof, it was just such a turn on hearing my kid talk like that…and it was pretty obvious we were both on the same page, so…well, Cal told you what we did, right?”

“Mmhmm.” Gogo nodded, recalling what Caleb had shared of his first tryst with Leon—the older Labrador had picked him up and carried him into this very bedroom and tossed him onto the same bed that Gogo was now lying on. Father and son had spent time rolling back and forth together, kissing nonstop and groping each other; Caleb had told Gogo in detail how amazing it had felt to have Leon’s fingers in his sheath, wrapped around his balls, stroking his taint, and pushing into his ass. From there, they’d progressed to a 69 position, with Caleb on top of his father—they’d dug their tongues into each others’ sheaths and passionately suckled one anothers’ cocks…before Leon had moved on to rimming Caleb. The younger Labrador had moaned like a bitch in heat around his father’s member still in his mouth while Leon had held up his tail and buried his snout in his ass. Caleb had begun grinding his cock against his dad’s chest, and it didn’t take long for Leon to push Caleb forward and get him on his hands and knees. He’d held Caleb’s hips tight as he’d mounted him, keeping his son close as he slid his cock into his wet and loosened ass…

“It wasn’t just fucking—we made love,” Leon said, still fingering Gogo’s ass. “Right here on this bed, I showed my son how much he meant to me, and he showed me how much he loved me…it was beautiful, like I was connecting with his soul, especially when he took my knot. I felt Cal shake so much, and I held him like I was holding my heart…and I didn’t let him go, I held him so tight when I helped him finish…”

Gogo could imagine the scene clearly as Leon spoke. Caleb had described it to him before, but Leon’s perspective added even more depth to the intensely intimate experience that the two Labradors had shared. The rat could almost feel the heat for himself as he envisioned the two of them tied together by Leon’s knot and Caleb’s gut full of his father’s cum. Father and son lay in a sweaty heap on the bed, Leon still in the afterglow of having bred his son, and he spooned Caleb while they were still locked together; Leon embraced the younger Labrador fiercely with one arm, all the while crooning into his ear and kissing the side of his neck while he used his free hand to masturbate the boy…Gogo could hear Caleb whimpering and moaning like a bitch in heat, begging his dad to help him over the edge…Leon pumped his hand up and down along his shaft, coaxing out small squirts of precum that oozed down along Caleb’s cock and over Leon’s hand…before Leon ultimately squeezing his knot, curling his fingers around and beneath the hot, sensitive bulb and tugging up on it…and Caleb spasmed and bucked his hips uncontrollably…

“And feeling him jump in my hand, hearing my boy howl that he loved his dad while I was still inside him…I don’t think I’d ever seen anything more beautiful than when he came like that…and I was so happy that I could make him feel so good, that he wanted me to be the one to do that for him,” Leon sighed wistfully, clearly savoring the memory before he continued, “And, I mean, I knew he’d had sex before, but that night…the way he gave himself to me, it really felt like I was taking his virginity, giving him his first real experience with a man…as a dad should for his son.”

Gogo’s heart fluttered again as he listened to Leon’s words, and he took a moment to let them sink in before he asked, “So…glad you two took that step?”

“Ha! Let me put it this way: Once you cum in your son, there’s no going back,” Leon quipped. “That was one of the best nights of my life…but, so far, tonight’s pretty high up in the ranking, too,” he added with a wink at the rat.

Gogo smiled back at the older Labrador. “Aw, thanks! Glad to be a part of it…although…”

Leon cocked his head curiously as the rat trailed off. “What is it?”

Gogo hesitated before he spoke, choosing his words carefully. “Well, thinking about it, something I really should be asking you is…well, Caleb’s been kinda…cagey about how close he is with you…”

The Labrador’s brow furrowed. “How do you mean?”

“Um…well…I guess, are you two…you know, exclusive? Like, emotionally?” Gogo asked before hurriedly saying, “Like, he said that you both like to play around, so it sounds like things are kinda open, but I also don’t want to be stepping on any toes or intruding or—”

“Oh! Haha, easy there, champ,” Leon soothingly interrupted. “You’re not stepping on anything…Cal and I…well, another part of why I was so worried about fucking him was what it could mean for him from a relationship perspective. I want him to be happy, and he’s a young guy, still has his whole life ahead of him. And he should have the opportunity to see what else is out there. We’ll always have each other and love each other as father and son, but I don’t want him to limit his options for finding love elsewhere, too. And he doesn’t want me to feel stuck with him, either…so…”

“You’re open?” Gogo suggested.

“Very open,” Leon replied with a smirk and a hinting look at the boy he was still fingering.

“Mmf! Oh, that’s—ah—awesome!”

“Heh, it’s a pretty good arrangement. I have my flings, he has his fun with a certain hot little piece of ass…and we’re happy coming home to each other, too. Plus, being in that more ‘open’ mindset, it’s helped us—well, me—get a little more adventurous in the bedroom.” Leon shook his head and chuckled. “I don’t know where he gets it from, but Cal—”

Gogo snickered. “He’s got a wild streak, for sure.”

“The things that boy’s gotten me to do…” Leon trailed off in a reverie.

“Such as?” Gogo inquired, trying to draw more out of the older Labrador.

“Oh, well, there’s a lot…but we’ve been going through a fisting phase at the moment,” Leon replied.

Gogo’s eyebrows rose. “Really?”

“Mmhmm—that’s just one of the new things we’ve been exploring. I’ve gotten my hands in Cal a few times now,” Leon said, his tone casual as he continued pulsing and shifting his three fingers around inside the young rat’s ass. “It’s amazing sliding my big ol’ meathooks into him, getting him to sink down on my fist…punching into him and feeling his guts moving around my hand…hearing him beg for me to open him up even wider around my arm…and he’s just about gotten a paw into me, too.”

“He has?” Gogo’s eyes were wide with wonder.

“Oh yeah—I’ve taken him up to his knuckles, just need to make that last push to get his hand in me. I’m still pretty tight, but he’s making some progress. You know, that’s something you could help with, if you wanted.”

“M-me?” Gogo squeaked, excited. “I-I don’t know, I mean, I’ve never done it before…”

“First time for everything, champ…and I’d love to feel your hands in me…among other things,” Leon said suggestively as he continued stroking the rat’s prostate with his fingers. “Something to think about?”

“Hehe, I—mmf!—don’t have to think about it…count me in, Mr. Parker,” Gogo murmured dreamily.

“Mmm, atta boy…now, what else do you want to know?”

“Unf…ooooh…hmmm…” Gogo trailed off, distracted by the Labrador’s digits stimulating him.

Leon chuckled. “I seem to remember you wanted to know about my go-to karaoke song after I asked about yours earlier…”

“Oh!” Gogo nodded. “Yeah, what’s your go-to?”

“Well, I’m not much of a singer,” Leon started, “but after a few rounds of whiskey, I like to put on Hungry Like The Wolf.”

“Oooh, that’s a good one!”

“Don’t think I could ever get tired of singing it…and it’s pretty fitting right now,” Leon growled as he shifted his body on the bed. Still keeping his right hand occupied with Gogo’s ass, he rose up on his knees. “I’ve got a cute boy in my bed…and I’m hungry for him.”

“Ah!” Gogo grunted softly when Leon removed his fingers from his stretched hole, leaving him with a gape large enough for him to smoothly pop in a lime.

The Labrador scooted in close to Gogo, nestling in between his raised legs and looming over him; he took Gogo’s ankles in both hands, holding them up for the rat. And Leon’s stiff cock, with his half-engorged knot still in his sheath, slid over Gogo’s groin and rested heavily on his crotch—a bead of precum dripped from the tip of the dog’s member and onto the fur of the rat’s lower navel.

Gogo shivered at the sight and the feeling of the warm, throbbing erection on top of his own caged masculinity. Leon’s cock pointed directly towards his chin, a thick and powerful lance suggestively aimed right at him, and Gogo could smell the beautifully pungent musk that had once been in the Labrador’s sheath and now clung to Leon’s skin. Having physical contact with Leon’s manhood like this was incredible, so blissfully intimate, especially since the Labrador’s hefty testicles were now pressed against his taint. Gogo’s loosened hole quivered and clenched against the dog’s fat nuts, desperate to be filled…

“Mmm, I’m pretty hungry for you, too, Mr. Parker…fuck, you’re so hot,” Gogo murmured, gazing up at the man old enough to be his own father who held his legs apart. He drank in the sight of his best friend’s dad, from the large gut that hung over his waist to his broad shoulders, all the way up to his lustfully smoldering eyes.

“Heh, you’re the hottie here, champ…so cute and sexy…Cal made a good choice with you,” Leon rumbled as he began to slowly rock his hips back and forth, lightly grinding his cock against Gogo’s crotch.

Gogo’s heart skipped a beat and his ears perked up—it sounded like Leon really approved of him! His tail twitched with glee; he’d been hoping to make a good impression on his best friend’s dad, and it was so gratifying to hear that he’d succeeded in winning over Leon.

“And I think you and I are going to get along beautifully, too…especially after I screw your brains out,” Leon added deviously. “That’s what you want, right?”

“Oh fuck yes,” Gogo breathed eagerly.

“Hehe, that’s what I thought. I’m going to enjoy using my Father’s Day gift…such a perfect little toy my son gave me,” Leon huffed, rocking his hips faster now—his cock rode back and forth over Gogo’s crotch. If the boy hadn’t been wearing his chastity cage, Leon would have been frotting with him. “It’d be a real shame not to fuck you silly right here and now, you know that?”

“Ugh, that sounds perfect to me, sir,” Gogo groaned huskily. He tried to spread his legs wider even though Leon was holding his ankles. “I need you in me so bad!”

Leon went on humping Gogo’s crotch. “Mm, I bet you do…you feel that big dick grinding on your caged little nub…and you know it belongs in your ass…”

“Ffffuck, yes…I need your dick…I need your load,” Gogo moaned—he began to gyrate his own hips to grind up against Leon’s groin, and more of his precum oozed from the slot of his chastity cage and smeared on the underside of the Labrador’s thick member.

Leon growled as his semi-swollen knot—still within his sheath and stretching the pocket—rode over Gogo’s balls and the metal stub of the boy’s chastity cage. “You need me to knot you, too.”

“Oooh yeah—I can feel how big it is already…I want you to tie with me…please…Mr. Parker…”

“Hehe…you’re going to be a good boy and take my whole cock in your ass.”

“Yes!”

“Do you promise?” Leon demanded, still rocking his hips back and forth to hump Gogo’s groin.

“I—nf!—I promise!” Gogo grunted and shivered. “I’ll be a good boy…and take every inch you’ve got…all your cum, too! Please…I need it!”

The Labrador snickered, obviously pleased with the way the rat was convulsing under him while begging to get fucked. “Well, when you put it that way, how can I refuse?” He stopped grinding on Gogo’s crotch and nodded over at the bedside table, where a small bottle stood next to the lamp. “Be a good boy and get me that lube.”

Gogo complied while Leon released his hold on his ankles; after handing the bottle over, Gogo watched the Labrador squirt a healthy dollop of clear, slimy fluid into his hand…and relished the shlk-shlk-shlk sound of Leon stroking his cock with it, getting it lubed up.

Leon then set the bottle aside and settled on his knees, getting more comfortable; for his part, Gogo held his legs up again and spread them wide, exposing his pink-rimmed, loosened ass once more.

“Mm, c’mere, champ,” Leon growled when he dominantly grabbed Gogo’s hips and dragged him forward. He shifted his own pelvis in the process, better aligning his member with his target.

“Mmf!” Gogo squeaked.

Leon’s cockhead was blunt and girthy, save for the finer and fleshy point that was the extended tip of his urethral opening, and it pressed firmly against the rim of Gogo’s open hole. The rat could feel the heat that radiated from the stiff member and the throb of the older man’s heartbeat—Leon flexed his cock, sending another wave of shivers along Gogo’s spine. The teen squirmed in anticipation…and moaned when Leon rolled his hips forward, pushing to enter him…

“Mm, come on, boy, let me in,” Leon muttered, forcing himself harder against the fleshy aperture of Gogo’s ass. “Right…mmf, there!”

“Ah, fuck,” Gogo hissed and rolled his head back in pleasure when Leon shoved through his sphincter and penetrated him.

As loose as he’d become, Gogo still needed that extra push to accommodate Leon’s girth. The bulbous upper third of the Labrador’s cock slipped inside his ass, dragging against his sensitive flesh and spreading his rectum in just the right way to make Gogo shudder…and immediately crave even more. He clenched around Leon’s cock and relaxed, clenched and relaxed, as if trying to pull him in deeper.

“Mmm, yeah, you need more of the good stuff, don’t you?” Leon murmured.

“Please,” Gogo mewled softly.

“Yeah? Like this?” Leon teased as he pushed another inch of himself into Gogo.

“Oooooh, fffuuuuuck…”

Leon grinned down at the boy and huffed at the feeling of Gogo’s snug, warm, and moist innards embracing his cock. The soft folds and ridges, the heat, the way the rat hungrily clenched on him—it was all too good for Leon to hold back any longer. He grunted and rolled his hips forward further, slowly plunging deeper into Gogo.

Gogo moaned at the stretch of his sphincter conforming to the bulging contours of Leon’s member. Inch after inch of fat dog meat speared into him, dilating the tight yet pliable tunnel of his ass…and the boy grunted when Leon’s cock bore down on his prostate.

“Ungh!”

“Yeah, there’s that good spot,” Leon murmured smugly, feeling the small bump of the boy’s sensitive gland against his throbbing member.

Gogo moaned while Leon kept pushing…and soon he could make out the subtly narrow taper of the Labrador’s erection. While the rat’s gut felt so deliciously full with the thicker circumference of Leon’s cock, Gogo’s sphincter naturally and comfortably contracted around the smaller diameter of the dog’s lower shaft…and Gogo grunted again when he felt the solid mass of Leon’s sheathed knot press against him. It was the size of a lemon right now, not fully inflated but swollen enough to stretch the fleshy external pocket in Leon’s groin, and Gogo relished the sensation of the soft and delicate lip of the Labrador’s sheath kissing the rim of his hole.

“Mmm, that’s a good ass…so tight…fucking perfect,” Leon huffed, flexing his cock within Gogo.

“Ungh…you’re so big, Mr. Parker,” Gogo murmured dreamily.

“Heh, yeah, bigger than my son, but you took me so beautifully, champ.” Leon heaved a contented sigh, then grunted when Gogo clenched on him again. “Oof! Hehe, now I know why Cal can’t stop talking about you…seriously got the ass of an angel, kid…”

“Mmf…glad you approve, Mr. Parker.”

“Oh, more than approve…might have to steal you from Cal for myself,” Leon snickered before he started withdrawing his member.

“Oooh…”

“Mm…now…let me show you,” Leon rumbled as he pulled halfway out of Gogo, “how a real man fucks…”

Leon thrust back into Gogo, rapidly driving all the way to the bulge of his knot. He jostled Gogo on the bed and earned a shudder from the boy.

Plap!

“Ungh!” Gogo moaned at being so forcefully filled again.

Leon drew back, slowly…before…

Plap!

“Ungh!”

Out…and a quick thrust in. Out…and a quick thrust in.

Plap!…Plap!…Plap!…Plap!

“Yeah, just like that…Cal just jackhammers into you, doesn’t he,” Leon growled.

Plap!…Plap!…Plap!…Plap!

“Ungh! Mm! Uh…uh-huh,” Gogo gasped.

“No class…just rude to start like that, especially on such a…perfect boy pussy…classic horny kid behavior,” Leon grunted. “I keep telling him…fucking like this feels…so much better at the start…doesn’t it?”

Plap!…Plap!…Plap!…Plap!

“Oh god…sooo goooood,” the rat moaned.

“That’s it…just keep taking that cock,” Leon murmured encouragingly as he continued methodically pistoning in and out of Gogo.

Plap!…Plap!…Plap!…Plap!

Each time Leon rammed into Gogo, he shoved the boy forward, pushing him into the bed before drawing back for another thrust. He did his best to grind on the rat’s prostate, and Leon coaxed more precum to leak from the slot in Gogo’s chastity cage; he earned shudder after shudder and moan after moan from the teen, and he savored the feeling of having his cock snugly hugged by Gogo’s supple and quivering ass.

“Mmmm, fuck, Gogo,” Leon murmured, clenching his hands on the rat’s hips to keep him in place.

In the back of his mind, Leon thought of how fucking Gogo compared to Caleb, but it wasn’t a question of one being better than the other; they were unique and incredible in their own ways. Fucking his son was simultaneously special and familiar, a physical expression of love and an opportunity to test limits. And yes, Caleb’s ass was loose, but beautifully so, because Leon knew that he was the one who had wrecked his son. Gogo, on the other hand, was something new, something exciting and invigorating. Here was this boy whom Leon had never met before, presented to him as a literal gift, and he was beyond happy for Leon to take advantage of him. Gogo was tight, so blissfully tight, and Leon reveled in the thrill of fucking an ass that his son had used before—it was as if the act of having sex with Gogo was a perverted way for Leon to bond even further with Caleb, pressing his cock into the same intimate space that his kid had filled. And, of course, judging by the blissed-out expression on the rat’s face, Leon could imagine just how much Gogo was enjoying the experience—it wasn’t every day that you got railed by your best friend’s dad, after all.

“Grrrr, fuuuuuck!” Leon grunted as he went on fucking the young rat, driving himself into Gogo repeatedly over the course of another few minutes…before he started building up more speed.

Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!

“Uuuungh…hngh! Nf! Nf! Nf!” Gogo moaned loudly as Leon’s still-sheathed knot (now as large as a ripe apple) banged against his ass and the Labrador’s thighs and balls slapped against his rump.

“Yeah…good boy…fucking…take it!” Leon snarled gutturally as he rammed into Gogo again and again. “Make some noise for me!”

Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!

Gogo huffed and wheezed as he writhed on the bed. He released his hold on his legs, letting them fall on either side of Leon’s torso, and he reached for the pillow behind his head, grabbing it tightly.

“Ah! Ah! Ngh! Ah fuck!” Gogo huffed and moaned while Leon kept fucking him for minutes on end. He could feel the dog’s girthy cock plunge into his gut, sliding in and out, in and out, in and out of the tight (but now-loosened) tunnel within him, while Leon’s knot kept smashing into his butt.

Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!

“Ngh! Ngh-ah! Oh fuck, oh fuck!” Gogo couldn’t stop grunting and yelping in pleasure.

On and on they went, Leon screwing hard and fast and Gogo squirming and convulsing. Leon’s pelvis gyrated against him, the dog’s hips and balls powerfully slapping his rump. Gogo stared hazily at the Labrador’s belly that actively bounced with every thrust from Leon; the canine’s thick musclegut jostled and pressed down on Gogo’s balls and caged cock, sandwiching the boy’s restrained manhood between his own groin and Leon’s stomach. Leon held Gogo’s hips tight, squeezing them in his paws to ensure the boy stayed where he was while he enthusiastically fucked the rat 32 years his junior.

“Yeah, that’s…fucking perfect…such a tight—mmf!—and breedable little ass!” Leon snarled. “Mmm, Cal was right…hnf! You’re—ungh!—so tight! But don’t worry…I’ll get you loosened up…hnf! Hnf! Hnf! Just like I…loosened him up, too…Cal loves taking his daddy’s knot…begs for it all the time…”

“Ah! Ah! Nf! I…oh, fuck, I want it so bad, sir!” Gogo begged.

Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!

“Yeah? Tell me what you want, champ!” Leon growled. “Say it!”

“I…ah! I—mmf!—want you to knot me, Mr. Parker!” Gogo arched his back as much as he could, offering himself up to the Labrador again while Leon’s cock surged in and out of him, in and out, in and out…

Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!

“Ah! Hah! Mmf! I…I need it in me…fucking…please…knot me!” Gogo implored with a squeak.

Leon chuckled as he kept thrusting into the teen. “Mmm, atta boy…hnf! Hnf! “Keep—hnf!—begging like that…and I might just let you have it!”

Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!

“Ah! Ah! Haaahh…nngh, oh god…right there!” Gogo gasped as Leon’s cock ground over his prostate in a way that made him go cross-eyed for a second. “Ah! Right there! Nngh!”

The boy groaned and pressed his head back against the pillow—he squeezed his eyes shut and began whimpering, doing his best to cope with the intense pleasure.

“Yeeeeeaaaah, that’s the ticket…ngh, fuck, that’s it, keep clenching just like that, boy!” Leon barked when Gogo involuntarily spasmed and clenched in response to the incredible stimulation his prostate was getting. “Fucking work that cock…milk me just like that! Hnf! Hnf! Hnf! Damn, you do this to Cal, too?”

Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!

“Ungh! Ungh! Mmm…nnnggh!” Gogo groaned, not even registering Leon’s question. Instead, in the heat of the moment, he whimpered, “Ah, fuck! Ngh! P-please…keep going, Daddy…ngh!”

Leon’s tail wagged, his ears perked up, and his already-turgid cock stiffened even further (if that were possible). Maintaining the tempo of his thrusting, he leaned forward, further and further—Leon had to move his hands from Gogo’s hips and he placed them on the mattress to support himself, his paws now sitting just above the rat’s shoulders and framing the sides of Gogo’s neck. The Labrador loomed over Gogo so much that he had practically folded the boy in half beneath his bulky frame, and his stomach pressed down on the rat’s torso.

“Mmf!” Gogo grunted at the shift in his posture—he opened his eyes again to see the tip of Leon’s muzzle less than a foot away from his own.

And still his hips kept thrusting.

Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!

“Daddy, huh?” Leon growled, a cheeky grin on his lips.

“I…oh!” Gogo gasped when he processed what he’d actually said while Leon kept fucking him. “I—ah! Mmf! S-sorry, I—mmf!—should’ve asked…is that—”

“Oh yeah.” Leon smirked as he thrust into the rat under him. “You can call me Daddy, champ…if you—hnf!—want me…to fuck you…like I fuck Caleb.”

Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!

Gogo, still huffing and gasping for breath as Leon surged into him again and again, stared up at the older dog, his eyes wide and heat rising in his body.

“Hnf! Hnf! Hnf! Is that—hnf!—what you want?” Leon continued, leaning in even closer, his nose just barely grazing Gogo’s. “Do you—nf!—want me to fuck you like you’re my son?”

Gogo, practically starstruck, nodded and desperately whimpered, “Yes, sir!”

Leon growled.

Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!

“Ah! Ngh! Haaah!” Gogo gasped as the big dog continued pounding him, and he instinctively lifted his legs…and rested them on Leon’s hips, doing his best to hook them around the thickset Labrador’s waist.

“Call me Daddy,” Leon ordered.

“Ngh! Mmf! Yes…yes, Daddy!” Gogo squeaked giddily.

“That’s my boy,” Leon murmured before he leaned in even closer and kissed Gogo on the lips.

The rat steamily moaned into Leon’s muzzle, savoring every moment of the passionate and juicy kiss he shared with his best friend’s dad. Leon’s tongue pushed into his mouth, warm, wet, and strong—Gogo lapped and suckled on it, huffing and grunting while Leon kept fucking him and kissing him with an intense hunger. Their lips stayed locked together and their tongues lapped across and around each other while the Labrador’s knot beat nonstop against Gogo’s ass, his cock relentlessly thrusting in and out, in and out…

Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!

The kiss lasted for a full minute, but Gogo felt like it was all too soon when Leon pulled away; they both panted as they parted, though a thin string of saliva still connected their tongues for another moment before Leon licked his lips.

“You’re Daddy’s good little boy, aren’t you, champ?” he rumbled.

Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!

“Nf! Ungh…yes, Daddy,” Gogo moaned, gazing deeply into Leon’s eyes.

Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!

“Hnf! Hnf! Say…say the words, son.”

“I’m Daddy’s good little boy,” the rat replied obediently.

Leon growled approvingly. “Yeeeaaah, that’s what Daddy likes to hear!”

The Labrador began to thrust faster and with more power, plunging in and out of Gogo at speed.

Plaplaplaplaplaplap…

“Uuuungh, ffffuuuuuuck, Daddyyyy,” Gogo moaned as his eyes rolled back in pleasure. He jostled back and forth beneath Leon as the Labrador energetically reamed him.

“Mmmf…that’s it, son…hnf! Hnf! Take…take your old man’s dick,” Leon huffed into Gogo’s face while he dominantly leered down at the boy quivering beneath him. “You love feeling your dad inside you, don’t you?”

Plaplaplaplaplaplap…

“Ooooh, ffffuuck yes,” Gogo groaned—his hands clenched on the pillow under his head, gripping it tightly with his slender fingers. He didn’t want Leon to stop, never wanted him to stop. The way Leon slickly thrust into him, the way his cock created just the right amount of friction as it slipped and dragged against the flesh of his ass, the way the older Labrador’s hefty balls smacked his backside, the way Leon’s stomach pressed against his own, the heat that rose between him and his best friend’s dad, the intoxicating smell of sex that grew stronger with each passing second, the way his own cock pushed for its life against his chastity cage—Gogo almost couldn’t stand the ecstatic pleasure that filled him from head to toe, but he went on taking Leon’s pounding. Tonight was a dream come true for Gogo, one he never wanted to wake from if he could help it.

“You…hnf! You like how I make your little gut bulge…”

“Ungh! Ungh! Uh…uh-huh!” Gogo didn’t just like how full his gut felt when Leon’s cock plowed into him—he loved the sensation, craved it, and was already addicted to it. If the rat had been lying flat on his back, it wouldn’t have been hard to miss the subtle-yet-noticeable bulge that pumped up and down in his slim and toned abdomen. Gogo felt like Leon was burying his cock in his stomach, humping deeply into him, rearranging his innards…and he wanted more. “Ungh…I…I love having Daddy’s dick in me!”

“That’s right!” Leon grunted.

Plaplaplaplaplaplap…

“You love having my manhood in you…you need it in you all the time, don’t you?”

“Ungh! Ungh! Ha! Ah! Mmf…yes, Daddy!”

“Grrr, that’s my boy! Mmm!” Leon huffed and puffed, driving his hips into Gogo’s rump repeatedly. He was thrusting with gusto, to the point that sweat had begun to form on his back and shoulders, and his sheath felt about ready to rip in half, it was so tight around his knot. He just needed to work himself up a little more to pop out, to get the sensitive bulb at the base of his cock free at last. “You’re making Daddy feel…so good right now, son…”

Plaplaplaplaplaplap…

“Ah! Mmf! I…nf! Love making Daddy feel good,” Gogo grunted.

“That’s your job, isn’t it? To please your old man?” Leon growled.

“Mf! Yes, Daddy!”

Plaplaplaplaplaplap…

“Mmf! Hnf! Hnf! Heh…and it’s—nf!—a good thing your little dick’s locked up…nf! You…you don’t need it to—hnf!—please Daddy,” Leon snarled through clenched teeth—he could feel his knot flaring up further, threatening to burst out of his sheath. The intense stretch created just the right amount of pleasure and pain, especially with Gogo still spasming and sporadically clenching on his cock, and Leon went on bucking into the rat. “You just…keep milking Daddy’s dick with your ass…the only dick you need to worry about is Daddy’s, right, son?”

“Ah! Ah! Haaah! Mm! Yes, Daddy!” Gogo cried breathlessly—he sounded like he’d sprinted a full mile, exhausted but exhilarated, and sweat was forming on his brow, his chest, and his back. “All I—mmf!—need is your dick!”

“Good boy! And…I know your favorite part of Daddy’s dick…is his knot!” Leon barked as his knot, now fully engorged to the size of a softball, finally popped out of his sheath. The exposed, fleshy bulb at the base of his shaft pounded and pulsated with Leon’s arousal, and his loose sheath bunched up beneath the underside of his knot, covering the root of his cock.

Plaplaplaplaplaplap…

Gogo gasped—where he’d once felt the damp, slimy fur and the subtlest hint of flesh of the Labrador’s swollen sheath, he now felt hot, moist, bare skin now rapidly pounding against his sphincter. The rat shuddered at the sensation, which prompted a satisfied chuckle from Leon.

“Yeah, you feel Daddy’s fat knot against your hole now, don’t you?”

“Oh! Ah! Hmf! Hmf! Hmmfffuuuuck…you’re so big, Dad!”

Gogo did his best to wriggle his hips and grind against the solid, throbbing mass of the Labrador’s knot while Leon’s shaft continued quickly pumping in and out of his hole. The rotund bulb banged against Gogo’s ass at the apex of every thrust from Leon, bashing the rat’s hole like a battering ram. If he weren’t so turned on, Gogo would have been afraid. The biggest knot he’d ever taken had only been Caleb’s (which had been a struggle for him at first), and Leon’s was so much wider. But Gogo wasn’t even thinking of the potential risk of injury—horny beyond belief, he just wanted Leon to tie with him and dump his seed in him right then and there.

“Ngh, fuck yeah…you’re going to take that knot for me, aren’t you, son?” Leon growled as Gogo’s ass spasmed and clenched on his cock. “Hnf! Hnf! You…mmf! You promised you’d—hnf!—take Daddy’s whole cock in your ass!”

Plaplaplaplaplaplap…

“Mmf! Ungh! Oh yeah, Daddy…please…lemme take it for you!” Gogo squealed. “I want your knot so bad! I—ah!—I neeeeeed it! Just…mngh! Harder! Fuck…fuck me harder, Daddy! I…I want your knot…pleeeeeease!”

Leon, half-crazed with lust, laughed and beamed down at the boy—he’d lost count of how many times he’d heard those exact words from Caleb. “Ha! Now that’s—hnf!—sounding like something—hnf!—my son would say!”

Gogo could only grunt and moan with pleasure at that.

“Hnf! Hnf! Hnf! That’s—hngh!—my good boy…Daddy’s proud of you, son,” Leon rumbled before he leaned in and kissed Gogo again.

“Mm! Mm! Hmmfff!” Gogo huffed into Leon’s mouth as the dog’s tongue slipped into his muzzle.

Plaplaplaplaplaplap…

“Aaah…hehe…you’re doing so good,” the Labrador murmured after breaking the kiss. He hovered mere millimeters away from the rat’s muzzle, just on the verge of kissing the boy again, and he huffed as he relentlessly went on fucking Gogo. “You’ve been wanting Daddy…to fuck you raw like this…to breed you…because I raised you…to just be a tight little hole…my own personal cumbucket…my little breeding boy…isn’t that right, son?”

Gogo managed to groan, “Ungh! Uuuuuuungh…fuck, Dad…yeah…I was—mmf!—born for it!”

“Heh, yeah you were.” Leon licked the tip of Gogo’s nose affectionately. “That’s—hngh!—how I raised your big brother, too…he can’t get enough of Daddy’s dick.”

Plaplaplaplaplaplap…

The Labrador snickered as he gazed down at the quivering wreck of a boy beneath him. He hadn’t even knotted Gogo and the rat was already a sweaty, whimpering, sex-crazed mess…a beautiful, beautiful mess, the perfect Father’s Day gift from his son…

“Almost a…shame that he can’t see me…fucking you right now,” Leon huffed.

“Ah! That…oh fuck! That’d be—mmf!—so hot!” Gogo gasped.

Plap, plap, plap, plap, plap…

As much as he wanted to keep plowing Gogo into the mattress (and into next week), Leon slowed his tempo and eased up on the power of his thrusts. It almost hurt to restrain himself this way, but the rat had said exactly what he’d been hoping for. “Mmf! Heh, then why don’t we—ngh!—get him in here to join the fun?”

Gogo blinked, clearing the sweat from his eyes, and he stared up at Leon, astonished. “Huh? Whuh…wait, really?”

That was all the approval that Leon needed. Still slowly thrusting into Gogo’s ass to tease himself, the Labrador smirked, and then looked back at the closed bedroom door. “Cal! Get your ass in here, kiddo!”

Gogo started and squirmed under Leon to get a better look at the door—he heard the knob turn…the door swung open…and Caleb, wearing nothing at all except for a shit-eating grin on his face, swaggered into the bedroom. As he padded towards the bed, Gogo caught sight of the 20-year-old Labrador’s erection protruding from his sheath; Caleb’s bulbous, peach-sized knot was already out, and his stiff, bulging cock (which Gogo now fully recognized as a near-perfect, though smaller, mirror image of Leon’s manhood) swayed back and forth with every step he took, seductively catching the eye as it bobbed above his black-furred testicles between his thighs.

“Mmm, been enjoying the show, kiddo?” Leon grunted, still methodically pumping his cock in and out of Gogo while Caleb approached them on the bed.

“Oh yeah—it was so hot hearing you make him moan and beg like that,” Caleb replied as he crawled onto the mattress next to Gogo.

The rat gazed up at his best friend, now looming over him. “You—ngh!—you were listening in?”

“Uh-huh. I was behind the door the whole time, heard you while I was jerking off,” Caleb said.

He leaned in closer, and as he did so, Leon drew back, sitting up on his knees again and letting Gogo unfold. The rat kept his legs hooked around Leon’s waist, but he now lay flat on his back, and Leon’s thrusting slowed to a stop (though the older Labrador still kept his cock lodged in the teen’s ass, his knot pressed against the now puffy and bruised rim of Gogo’s hole).

“You’re so loud when you get fucked, you know that?” Caleb murmured, leaning in closer to Gogo’s face; his silver bull ring dangled from his septum and tickled the tip of the rat’s soft and sensitive nose.

“Never heard you complain about that before,” Gogo managed to chuckle.

Caleb smirked. “And I’m not complaining now…especially since it’s my dad raw-dogging you this time.”

Caleb closed the distance between himself and Gogo, kissing the rat on the lips. Gogo moaned into Caleb’s mouth and bucked his hips up, aroused beyond measure—he’d wanted his friend so badly and now here he was, and it was borderline impossible for Gogo to withstand the intense pleasure and delight coursing through him. He whimpered involuntarily, almost sounding like he was in pain just because he was so euphoric. Caleb placed a firm hand on Gogo’s chest, his paw warm and reassuring, and he passionately lapped at the rat’s tongue; Gogo couldn’t resist and he reached up with one hand to cup the Labrador’s cheek in his palm, his fingers affectionately stroking along his friend’s jawline.

For his part, Leon sat back on his knees, his pelvis nestled against Gogo’s rump and his hands resting on the boy’s waist while he watched the young rat heatedly make out with his son. His heart thumped hard in his chest at the sight of the two youngsters kissing so deeply and tenderly in front of him—it was easy to see how they longed for each other, how they cared so strongly for one another. Leon could see it in the way they tilted their heads for better angles of attack, in the way they gulped each others’ saliva and breathed each others’ air, in the way Gogo suckled on and tasted Caleb’s tongue, and in the way Caleb gently bit on Gogo’s lip and tugged it with his teeth.

They weren’t just sucking face or devolving into the wild thrashing of horny and impulsive youths desperate to get their rocks off; the way Caleb and Gogo kissed was steady and focused, the expression of fierce and soulful desire. They weren’t kissing because they wanted to, but because they were magnetically drawn to each other. Call them schoolmates, friends, boyfriends, brothers, whatever—Leon could immediately recognize their feelings for what they were: love, pure, young, fiery love, the compelling kind of love that was fueled by equal parts raging hormones and genuine adoration. And knowing that his son had found such a magnificent thing (combined with the fact that he, Leon, was participating in it) caused an immense surge of paternal pride to swell within him; Leon’s cock, on the other hand, had a mind of its own, and it flexed powerfully in Gogo’s ass, pressing on the rodent’s prostate again.

Gogo squirmed, and Leon rumbled approvingly, needily, lustfully—even though he was taking a short break from fucking the rat and drinking in the sight before him, the Labrador’s arousal didn’t diminish in the slightest. His blood was hot and his pulse drummed in his ears; pleased as he was to watch Caleb kissing Gogo, Leon was champing at the bit to pick up where he left off.

Fortunately, the older Labrador didn’t have to wait too long—with another grunt, Caleb eventually broke his kiss with Gogo, and he peppered the rat’s cheeks and neck with a smattering of parting smooches before he lifted his head again.

“I’d ask if Dad’s been giving you a good time, but I think the answer to that’s pretty obvious,” Caleb huffed, keeping his nose in contact with Gogo’s for a moment longer. “So…ready for him to keep going?”

“Fuck yes,” Gogo breathed, his voice husky and barely louder than a whisper as he locked eyes with Caleb.

“Mmm…you look so good like this…fuck, my dad’s gonna breed you.” Caleb giddily stated that fact more for himself than for Gogo’s benefit—somehow, saying it out loud made it more real, and he beamed excitedly as his tail wagged.

“Mmmhmm; I want his knot so badly.”

“You’re gonna love it…thank you for doing this,” Caleb said sincerely, gazing down at Gogo, unable to take his eyes off of the rat. His brown fur was damp with sweat, he still panted softly, his eyes sparkled…and Caleb found him so beautiful in this moment.

“Are you kidding? Thank you for setting it up!” Gogo returned happily before he lifted his head and met Caleb in another kiss.

Leon, however, chuckled before he cleared his throat. “Ahem!”

Gogo snorted into Caleb’s mouth and hastily broke the kiss to address the older, burlier Labrador. “Ah! And thank you, Mr. Parker!”

Leon smirked at the boy. “Heh, what’d I tell you to call me, champ?”

“Oh!” Gogo blushed and his tail twitched while Caleb beamed down at him. “Thank you, Daddy.”

“Atta boy. Alright kiddo,” Leon growled playfully, his eyes now on Caleb, “get over here and give Daddy some sugar, too.”

Caleb yipped with delight and immediately scrambled over to his dad, making Gogo lightly bounce on the springy mattress. The rat giggled as he watched the younger Labrador join Leon…then Gogo bit his lip and softly grunted to himself when father and son kissed. The rat’s member strained against his chastity cage at the sight of Caleb making out with Leon—Gogo could have sworn he was watching a scene straight out of a porno, all he needed was some mood music in the background.

Leon used one hand to hold the back of Caleb’s head, forcing his son to keep kissing him just as deeply and fervently as Caleb had kissed Gogo, almost showing off for the boy still lying on the bed…before he pulled back on the scruff of Caleb’s neck, drawing the panting 20 year-old away from his lips.

“Mmm…that’s my boy…I love you so much, kiddo,” Leon rumbled, fiercely gazing into Caleb’s eyes.

“Whuff…love you, too, Dad,” Caleb huffed back, adoringly gazing at Leon.

“You did good, son…he’s perfect. Definitely lives up to the hype.” Leon nodded at Gogo as he spoke.

Caleb snickered and looked back down at Gogo while he still addressed Leon, leaning his head against his father’s. “Told you you’d love fucking him.”

“I do…really want to mark him as my territory, too.”

Gogo’s heart pounded faster and his hole quivered around Leon’s dick still inside him—he ached for Leon’s cock to start rapidly thrusting in him again, for the older dog’s fat knot to pop into him, for his best friend’s dad’s hot seed to fill him to the brim and flood his insides in the process of marking him as the personal property of Leon Parker…

“Mmm, gonna do to him what you did to me? Go balls deep and turn him into your little cumdump?” Caleb asked.

“That’s the plan, kiddo…although I want you to get a better view of me wrecking that tight ass of his,” Leon grunted before he started scooting back towards the foot of the bed.

Caleb could only watch as his dad hauled Gogo with him, ruffling the bedspread as he went—Leon scooted back, withdrawing his dick from Gogo’s ass just enough to leave the tip still inside, then yanked the rat, pulling Gogo down onto his member and against his knot, eliciting a groan from the boy who also managed to drag his pillow along for the ride. Leon scooted back, then yanked the rat…scooted back, then yanked the rat…scooted back, and yanked the rat one more time. Once he reached the foot of the bed, Leon gracefully swung his legs off the mattress and stood up, hunching over slightly to keep the tip of his cock inserted in Gogo…and he grunted as he tugged Gogo by the hips, pulling the boy’s rump over the edge of the bed.

“Down here, boy,” Leon puffed, jerking his head at Caleb.

Caleb glanced at Gogo, who grinned semi-deliriously back at him—Caleb smirked, then did as he was told, climbing off the bed to join his dad, who now held Gogo’s legs up and spread apart to keep the rat’s bottom perfectly aligned with his pelvis.

“Get under there,” Leon instructed as Caleb approached him.

“Huh? Ooh—hehe, yessir!”

Caleb sank to his hands and knees—hidden by both the bed and Leon, he disappeared completely from Gogo’s view. For a second, Gogo wondered what his friend was up to and what Leon had planned…

“Ah!” Gogo flinched, momentarily startled by the cool, wet nose that prodded at his ass—Caleb was sniffing and nuzzling into his anal cleft just beneath Leon’s knot wedged against his sphincter. And then—

“Mmm…oh god yessss…” Gogo relaxed and moaned when Caleb’s tongue started licking around the rim of his ass, slurping into the tight confines between his spread cheeks and Leon’s bulbous knot.

“Mlem…hmm…mlem…slp, slp, slp…” Caleb huffed as he alternated between rimming Gogo and lapping his dad’s cock.

“Rrrrrmmmff…yeah, there you go, son…just keep licking like that…get my knot nice and wet for your friend here,” Leon rumbled.

Gogo squirmed and sighed contentedly. He’d fantasized so many times about being in a situation like this before, wondered what it would feel like to be the center of attention for two horny men who wanted to fuck him and rim him at the same time…but finally having it happen to him for real was almost too good to be true, especially since the two horny men in this scenario were related and apparently couldn’t get enough of him.

Caleb grunted, and Gogo shuddered as the dog’s tongue dragged over Leon’s knot before digging into his ass—his friend was already persistently trying to get at the thick, meaty shaft impaled in his hole. Leon’s dick pulsed and throbbed inside him, stiffer than ever while the older Labrador held his legs up and apart, his grip on his calves firm and unyielding; as Caleb’s warm, humid breath puffed on his sweaty fur, Gogo could imagine Leon’s hefty testicles resting on the bridge of Caleb’s snout, his eyes pressed into the backside of the older dog’s large puppy-makers…the same sperm factories that gave Caleb life…the same sperm factories that Gogo desperately wanted emptied into himself…

“Mmf…now pay attention, kiddo,” Leon growled down at Caleb, distracting Gogo from his reverie. “I’m going to show you how to really fuck your little brother here…”

Just as Gogo’s heart skipped a beat, Leon rolled his hips back and thrust forward.

Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!

Leon groaned as he resumed fucking Gogo at a moderate tempo, faster than when he’d initially penetrated the young rat but not as rapidly as the frantic pace he’d been at before slowing and inviting Caleb into the bedroom. His hips bucked in smooth yet forceful gyrations—it was the perfect speed and power to allow him to fluidly piston his cock in and out of Gogo’s ass, make his knot loudly slap against the (now well-used) entrance to the rat’s hole, and give Caleb enough time to lewdly slurp and lick over his hot, throbbing member (which was thoroughly coated with a slimy mix of lube, Leon’s pre, and Gogo’s own bodily secretions, as well as Caleb’s saliva).

“Ungh…ungh…hnnngh…oooh fffuuuck, Daddy,” Gogo moaned as Leon pumped into him again and again, plowing over his prostate with each thrust.

“Hehe…nf! Hnf! Mm…that’s a good boy…take Daddy’s cock, just like that…unf, you’re so tight, champ,” Leon rumbled lustfully.

The older dog held Gogo’s legs like a pair of handles, using them for leverage to penetrate the rat as deeply as possible and grind his cock into Gogo’s gut. Leon’s knot (rather, the lingering tightness in Gogo’s sphincter) prevented him from going more than the 8 inches he had at his disposal, but Leon went on hilting himself into Gogo as best as he could. His knot continually beat against the boy’s hole, and Leon savored the spasms and squeezes on his member as the rat sporadically clenched and relaxed.

Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!

“Mmf! Hnf! Hnf!” Leon grunted and puffed as he went on humping into Gogo, drawing his cock halfway out and shoving back in to impale the boy on his arousal. His balls were churning and the heat was rising in his loins, urging him to speed up, to slam his hips against Gogo’s ass and bury his knot in the boy, consequences be damned…but Leon managed to resist, maintaining his even tempo…

Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!

Although he didn’t know how much longer he could hold out. His son and friend had the advantage of youth here—they could hump nonstop like rabbits for hours. On the other hand, Leon’s hips and back were starting to ache, his knees were trembling ever so slightly, and his chest was heaving. He’d done gym workouts that were less rigorous and prolonged, and he knew he’d soon be getting to the point where he’d have to make a choice: Either take a breather, or cum already and then collapse on the bed (and try not to crush Gogo under him in the process).

Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!

“Ah! Ah! Haah! Mnngh!” Gogo cried out and moaned as he dizzily writhed on the bed, his chest sweaty and his hips bucking up and down while his dick pushed against the inside of his chastity cage.

“Ngh! Rrrngh! Fuck!” Leon gruffly snarled, so incredibly turned on by the sight of his son’s friend, the boy that Caleb loved, bouncing on his bed in such a pleasured frenzy, and knowing that he was the one making the teen feel so good, that Caleb had wanted him to use Gogo like a fleshlight—no, he couldn’t take a breather now, he couldn’t stop…but he didn’t want to cum yet, either…he had to endure, he wanted to make tonight last as long as possible.

Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!

All the while, Caleb was on his knees, crouched between his dad’s spread legs; Leon’s nuts dragged back and forth over his snout and face while his ass grazed the top of Caleb’s head with every thrust of his hips. The young Labrador kept his face up close in the hot, steamy action, rubbing his nose against Gogo’s ass and huffing while he licked and slurped everywhere he could. He slobbered over his friend’s occupied backdoor, feeling it loosen, gape, and puff up further into a fleshy doughnut while his dad kept pounding it; he tasted the delectably musky flavors of Gogo’s innards on Leon’s cock, which slid back and forth under and over his tongue; and his tail wagged at the wet, sloppy sounds that filled his ears, the rapid schlop-schlop-schlop Leon’s dick plunging into and pulling out of Gogo’s slick flesh.

“Mlem…mlem…hmmfff…mmff, mmm…guuuuuh,” Caleb slurped, sighed, and moaned as he carried on licking his dad’s cock and rimming his friend.

Leon’s cock flexed thanks to extra stimulation of his son’s tongue; the fleshy pad of wet muscle kept him slick and teased him in just the right, eye-rolling, ball-tingling way before he sank his member into Gogo.

Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!

“Ungh! Ungh! Hnf! Mmf! Fucking…take…Daddy’s…dick!” Leon puffed before he shook his head, trying to clear the sweat from his eyes. He’d begun humping more forcefully now, grinding his knot against Gogo’s ass with each thrust, trying to get the boy to loosen up more for him.

“Ah! Ngh! Ngh! I—ah! Haa! Oh god…” Gogo grunted and groaned at the increased pressure that pulsed rhythmically against his sphincter. The sore and loosened ring of muscle throbbed dully while Leon’s knot relentlessly shoved against it, but the rat didn’t care about the pain. He wanted Leon to destroy his ass like he owned it; Gogo wanted his best friend’s dad to take what he wanted and brutally ram through the narrow opening, to finally sink the fat, softball-sized bulb into him, hilt his whole cock within him, and pump so much cum into him that his stomach bloated, that he got pregnant with a whole litter of Leon’s puppies…and he wanted Caleb to eat him out afterward, to use his tongue to explore the huge gape that Leon would’ve given him, to felch out the huge load that the older Labrador left in him, and kiss him with it in his muzzle…

Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!

Leon’s hips pumped back and forth, back and forth, quick and hard, driving his cock into Gogo’s quivering hole. “Unf! Nf! Ngh…yeah…you like how I’m…fucking your little brother?” Leon growled for Caleb’s benefit.

“Slp, slp, slp…nnghh…mmf…mmhmm…slp, slp…mmm, keep pounding him, Dad…he loves it,” Caleb huffed. He wedged his snout from side to side, attacking Leon’s cock and Gogo’s ass with his tongue from multiple angles, and in between his slurps and gulps, Caleb managed to murmur, “Fffuuuuuck…he tastes so good on your dick…”

Leon chuckled and smirked down at Gogo. “Heh, hear that, champ?”

All Gogo could muster at the moment was a grunted, “Ungh! Oooooh god!”

Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!

“Oh yeah! Hnf! Hnf!…that’s a good squeeze there!” Leon barked as Gogo’s muscles contracted and spasmed again, gripping his cock. He growled and snarled, and his hackles began to rise, a sign that his body was getting desperate for release. The older Labrador was still holding out, but his resolve was wearing thin—he had to get his knot into the rat soon. “How—nf!—how many times…you fucked this boy’s ass?” he grunted through clenched teeth.

“Schlup…schlup…mmmm…a lot…mmm…schlup, schlup…loosened up for you?” Caleb murmured hazily between licks and slurps.

“Nuh-uh…not enough,” Leon panted. “Hooo…fuck…definitely still tight. Hnf! Hnf! Hnf! He’s—nf!—barely broken in…it’s like you—ungh!—haven’t learned…anything about fucking!”

“Ah! Ngh! Aaaah…” Gogo moaned, still getting thoroughly plowed by the older Labrador. He clung to the pillow under his head, his arms straining with the tension in his muscles, while more precum leaked from the slot in his chastity cage like a broken faucet.

“Are you—nf!—even paying attention to me…when I breed you, kiddo?!” Leon demanded, addressing Caleb. “Hngh! Hnf! I…thought I taught you…how to—nngh!—crack open a boy’s cunt right!”

“Slp, slp…hmf! Mm…guess I…schlup, schlup, schlup…keep getting distracted,” Caleb huffed back.

Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!

“Hnf! Hnf! Hnf! Maybe Gogo can—unf!—give you some pointers…when I’m done with him.” Leon groaned loudly as his balls tightened and the pressure grew in his loins. “Uuuuungh! Fuck, I’m not going to last long if you keep licking like that!”

“Mmmf! Schlup, schlup…you close?”

“Ngh! Hnf! Getting there!” Leon gasped. “Shit, I need to knot your little friend here so bad!”

“Ugh! Please…please, Daddy!” Gogo yelped, the desperation in his tone impossible to miss.

“Hngh! Hnf! Going to get real rough, champ…ngh, get up on the bed, kiddo!” Leon growled, shaking his legs to get Caleb’s attention. “I—hnf!—I want to see my boys together!”

After one more slurp to Gogo’s ass and his dad’s cock, Caleb pulled his face out from beneath Leon’s taint, though he lingered just long enough to hook a thumb under the older Labrador’s tail to keep it out of his way…and he licked between Leon’s cheeks, dragging his tongue over the canine’s tightly puckered ass.

“Ngh! Hnf! Oooh, gonna—ngh!—punish you for that, son!” Leon snarled as Caleb scrambled back onto the bed.

“Heh, couldn’t resist, Dad,” Caleb replied with a cheeky grin.

The 20 year-old got comfortable on the mattress, laying on his side and pressing himself close against Gogo; he snaked his arm over the rat’s shoulders, bracing him better against the rapid-fire jolts from Leon’s thrusting.

“Hey sexy…miss me?” Caleb murmured to Gogo as he rested his free hand on the rat’s abdomen—while his palm lay right on top of the region where Leon’s cock was thrusting in and out of Gogo’s gut, Caleb’s member, stiff as a board with his knot fully inflated, lay on the rat’s hip, pointing right at Gogo’s chastity cage.

However, before Gogo could reply, Leon renewed his grip on the rat’s legs and started humping at speed, his pace ramping up in tempo and power.

Plaplaplaplaplaplaplap…

“Nnngh! Hnf! Hnf! Hnf! Hnf!” Leon grunted and huffed, now ramming his cock into Gogo, practically hurling his knot against the boy’s abused hole.

“Uuuuuungh…oooooh, ffuuuuuuhuuuuuhuuuuck!” Gogo moaned, Caleb’s question totally forgotten now.

But the younger Labrador simply snickered. “Heh, how’re you doing?”

Plaplaplaplaplaplaplap…

Gogo gasped for air and his head lolled to the side as he jostled against Caleb; it took him a moment to focus on the dog lying next to him. “Ungh…oh shit…this—mmf!—this is…awesome, Caleb…thank yooouuu…”

Caleb curled his arm around Gogo’s shoulders, drawing the sweaty rat in closer before he kissed him on the forehead. “Mm, glad we could make this work…Dad really likes you.”

Gogo grunted and shuddered as he squeezed his eyes shut while Leon kept fucking him raw. He caught his breath for a moment and looked at Caleb again. “Ah! H-he does?”

Caleb nodded. “Mmhmm…he wouldn’t be wouldn’t be fucking you this hard if he didn’t approve of you…and man, he’s really going at it,” he observed, looking down at Gogo’s lower abdomen. Despite the toned muscle as the rat had packed on his lithe frame, Caleb’s hand still lightly bounced up and down on Gogo’s navel due to the bulge of Leon’s manhood thrusting in and out of his gut. “He must really, really like you! Look at him go…fuck, that’s so hot, feeling his cock pump in and out of you like that.”

Plaplaplaplaplaplaplap…

“Hnf! Hnf! Hnf! Yeah…that’s where Daddy’s dick—hnf!—belongs…in a tight little boy ass!” Leon grunted from the foot of the bed, still driving into Gogo at full tilt.

“Mm! Ah! Ah! Aaahaaah! Ngh! Oh…ngh, Caleb! I…fuck, it’s so good!” Gogo whimpered, curling to the side to lean into his friend for support.

“Mmm, I know, I know…you’re doing amazing, too…such a good job of taking his dick,” Caleb crooned, holding Gogo tight with his arm on the rat’s shoulders. He removed his other hand from Gogo’s abdomen and started stroking his member, pumping his hand up and down along his shaft to pleasure himself while he went on murmuring, “Dad’s such a stud, isn’t he?”

“Fffuuck! Ngh…fuckin’…beast!” Gogo huffed, struggling to cope with how hard and fast Leon was fucking him now.

Plaplaplaplaplaplaplap…

Leon’s knot slapped loudly and wetly against Gogo’s ass, and the older Labrador carried on grinding, pushing, trying to force the bulb more and more with each thrust.

“You look so good getting fucked like this,” Caleb growled into Gogo’s ear. He continued to hold the rat close while he kept stroking his throbbing cock, tugging and pumping to tease himself further. “I love fucking you stupid myself and plowing you so hard, but seeing you from this angle…you’re so beautiful, Gogo…and getting to eat you out while Dad fucked you was so hot…”

Gogo yelped and grunted again, unable to form any meaningful words while he was still getting so savagely ravished. “Ah! Ngh! Mmmffmmungh! Ungh! Ungh!”

“Love lying here with you while Dad screws you,” Caleb continued, his voice dripping with lust. “Man, you’re shaking so much…I’ve got you…I know how big Dad is, he’s bigger than me, and it’s so hot knowing that he’s fucking the same tight little hole that I’ve fucked before…your tight, hot little ass is opening up for him so much, just like it does for me when I top you…”

Plaplaplaplaplaplaplap…

“Ah! Ngh! Cal…hngh, please,” Gogo whimpered, trembling like a leaf while Leon’s cock surged into him again and again.

“Sshhh, I got you, I’m right here…I’m not going anywhere,” Caleb assured the rat, his voice soft and tender. “I’m gonna keep holding you while Dad works on getting his knot into you…not gonna let you go…you’re doing so good…just keep relaxing and pushing out, let him fill you…you know your ass belongs to him…”

Plaplaplaplaplaplaplap…

“Rrrrngh! That’s right…whose ass is it?” Leon snarled, manically humping Gogo.

“Ngh! Ah! It’s…ngh! Daddy’s ass!” the rat squealed, earning a pleased grin from Caleb.

“Mmhmm! And Daddy’s going to breed it so…fucking…hard!” Leon slammed his hips against Gogo’s rump again and again, doing his utmost to squeeze his throbbing knot into the still-tight and spasming opening of the rat’s hole. “Ungh! Gonna break that ass! Be a…good boy, and…take…Daddy’s…dick!”

Plaplaplaplaplaplaplap…

Gogo moaned and trembled, and Caleb took up, “Now you know how I get fucked…that’s the same dick I’ve had in me…feels awesome filling you, right? The way he just gets so deep in you…and he’s so thick…like he’s splitting you open…”

“Uuuungh…sooo…fucking…good!” Gogo panted deliriously.

“Hell yeah…Dad’s fucking you just like he fucks me…fucking you like he raised you to take his dick,” Caleb murmured, now stroking his cock faster, working himself up more and more. Beads of precum oozed from his urethra and dripped down onto Gogo’s furred stomach, and his dick throbbed hard as he began really jerking off. Caleb licked his lips, tasting the lingering flavors of ass on his chops, and he huffed seductively in Gogo’s ear, “Mmmm…guess he really wants us to be brothers, huh?”

“Oh fuck! Mmmngh…that’d be…so hot…wanna be your brother…so bad…” Gogo strained to arch his back and spread his legs as much as he could while Leon still held them.

Plaplaplaplaplaplaplap…

Leon’s fur was dark with patches of sweat. His pulse was banging in his ears, his hips began bucking more erratically, and his cock and balls ached with the need for release. He was so close, but he couldn’t cum just yet—his knot still pounded against Gogo’s hole, still seeking entrance in the tight, warm, wet confines of the boy’s ass…

“Rrrrgh…let me…IN!” Leon snarled—he hoisted Gogo’s legs up higher, high enough to get the boy’s feet level with his shoulders, and he thrust even harder, even faster.

PLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAP…

“Ah! Haaah! Uuungh, that…that knot!” Gogo gasped as the hot and hefty bulb pummeled his quivering hole. He shuddered against Caleb, who held him tight while he still jostled back and forth from the powerful motion of Leon’s fucking.

PLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAP…

“Ah! Ah! Ngh! H-how…how d’you…uuungh! I…oh fuck, oh fuck, I want it!” Gogo yelped. Even though his cock was trapped in the nub of his chastity cage, it throbbed and pulsed against the metal housing, and his balls began to draw up tight towards his groin. The stimulation was was receiving from being fucked so roughly and held so tenderly was almost too much for him to bear—he was getting close, edging ever nearer to the finish line.

“Hnf! Hnf! Hnf! Stop…clenching, champ!” Leon growled, ramming himself hard against the rat’s rump. His stomach clapped the backside of Gogo’s thighs, and he pumped the boy’s legs back and forth, trying to drag Gogo forward. “You’re taking this knot—ngh!—tonight! Daddy’s gonna—hnf!—show you what—hnf!—you’ve been missing!”

“Ungh! Pleeeeeaaase, Daddy!” Gogo moaned wildly as he convulsed against Caleb.

“Gonna…cum in your…little brother, Cal!” Leon puffed. “Gonna…mark him as my territory…just gotta…knot that…tight…little…cunt!”

“Yeah, Dad, tie with him!” Caleb called to his father.

PLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAP…

“Nnngh! Hnf! Hnf! Come on…almost…there!” Leon barked.

PLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAP…

“Ungh! Ah! Haaah…please…fucking…please, Dad!” Gogo moaned.

PLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAP…

“Come on, Gogo, you can take it,” Caleb said encouragingly while he simultaneously held Gogo close and pawed off. He was building up to his own climax now, too, nearing the point of no return. His voice quavered as he huffed, “You wanna be my little bro…you’ve gotta—mmf!—take Dad’s knot…and let him breed you!”

PLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAP…

“Ngh! Uuugnh!” Gogo groaned as he intentionally bore down, trying to force himself to open up more for Leon.

“Let him in…push out and let Dad in…you’re—nf!—almost there!” Caleb grunted and began to grind against Gogo. In the back of his mind, he wished he could be the one fucking his friend at the moment, coaxing Gogo to take his knot…but he was still more than happy to help the rat take his dad’s instead tonight…it was Father’s Day after all.

PLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAP…

“Almost…in there…son!” Leon snarled—it was unclear if he was addressing Caleb or Gogo, and neither of the boys were in a hurry to ask for clarification.

Gogo panted hard and wordlessly yelped in pleasure while his toes curled, his tail twitched, and his chest heaved. It was borderline tantric and borderline torturous how he was dancing on the edge of his climax and on the edge of taking Leon’s knot…he just needed a little more…

“Nnngghh!” With Leon’s cock still furiously pumping in and out of him, Gogo bore down as hard as he could, grunting through clenched teeth…

“C’mon…you can do this!” Caleb huffed insistently in Gogo’s ear while he went on beating his meat, his strokes fast and. “I’m right here, I’ve got you…just keep pushing…make Dad proud and take his knot…”

Panting with his tongue hanging out, Leon looked down at his swollen knot punching Gogo’s rim. The engorged bulb throbbed and pulsed almost angrily with his arousal, and his bare skin stuck to the rat’s exposed flesh for a fraction of a second every time he pushed against it and drew back, making thin strings of lube, pre, and other bodily fluids.

PLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAP…

When Leon’s gaze returned to the boys on the bed, he saw Caleb kissing Gogo with a ferocity and fervor that made his heart skip a beat. Watching his son jerk off while kissing the boy that he was fucking instantly flipped a switch in Leon, and after taking a deep breath and drawing his hips back one last time…

PLAP!

“Hnf!” Leon surged forward again with a mighty huff and shoved his knot with all his might against Gogo’s ass. The rat’s sphincter held…then began to give, yielding little by little to the wrecking ball that aggressively drove into it.

“Mmmmm…mmmmm…MMMMM!” Gogo’s moans grew louder and more frantic as he kissed Caleb, and he struggled in his friend’s embrace as Leon pushed harder and harder…until…

PLOP!

“HAAAAANNNGHHH!” Gogo jolted and practically yelled into Caleb’s mouth when Leon’s knot finally popped past his loosened sphincter.

He felt so full, so wonderfully full and complete…and his cock spasmed in the short metal nub locked to his groin. Having his hole stretched wide enough to take a fist, Leon’s knot crushing his prostate into a pulp, kissing Caleb, feeling the intense throbs of his best friend’s dad’s cock starting to pump him full of cum—the stimulation was too much. Gogo kept crying out in agonized pleasure as his restrained cock jerked crazily and…and he busted hands-free in his chastity cage.

If he hadn’t been wearing the device, he would have hit his own chin with a powerful blast of cum, but instead it filled the stainless steel nub of his chastity cage, coating and saturating his cock in his thick, warm semen…which quickly over-filled the metal sheath and began to ooze out of the slot over his urethra. Gogo convulsed in the throes of ecstasy, bucked his hips, and kept kissing Caleb and moaning into his muzzle…but the rat was on autopilot now. His mind went totally blank, overwhelmed by the intensity of his climax.

“HNNGH! AAAWHOOOOO!” Leon howled and bucked his pelvis firmly against Gogo’s ass as his balls drew up and he came hard.

With his knot locked up tight inside the boy (who was clenching on the pulsating mass), Leon’s cock jerked and throbbed violently—spurt upon spurt of hot, thick cum erupted from his member and surged deep into Gogo’s gut. It gushed in a torrent into the fleshy folds and crevices within the shuddering teen’s ass and backed up around Leon’s member, coating the dog’s cock in his own hot seed, too. Leon tilted his head back, still mindlessly howling up at the ceiling, while he dumped his load into the hole that rhythmically contracted and clamped around his knot—Gogo practically squeezed out a thick squirt of cum with every clench of his ass, making Leon flinch and bark in ecstasy.

He went on humping as hard and for as long as he could, beating his pelvis into Gogo’s rump, vigorously mating with the boy even at the apex of his release. His testicles felt like they were twisting themselves inside out, wringing themselves for every drop of sperm they could produce and pump into Gogo, and his cock flexed and twitched with each forceful surge of his ejaculation.

“AAAH! HHNNNGH! HNNNGH!” Caleb’s voice joined the euphoric cacophony as he thrust against Gogo and tightly squeezed his own knot with his hand.

Ropey salvos of cum launched in thick jets from the young Labrador’s cock and landed in gooey cables across the rat’s chest and stomach, painting Gogo’s brown fur with sticky streaks and splatters of translucent white. Caleb’s balls felt like they were being flattened in a pair of vise grips, they were clenching so hard as they pushed his potent sperm into his vas deferens, and his cock pulsed violently in his grip as each shot of cum went flying; even though he tensed and trembled from head to foot and shuddered through his own orgasm, Caleb nestled in even closer to Gogo and maintained their passionate kiss, huffing from the overwhelming physical toll of his climax while he spilled his seed all over the rat.

Just like Leon and Gogo, Caleb’s mind was awash with pleasure, and as he rode the high of his orgasm, the boy felt like he was melting into a puddle of pure bliss along with his dad and his friend. There were no boundaries between them, no sense of separation as they shuddered, moaned, and climaxed in unison. There was only the pleasure that they shared and reveled in together, the intoxicating, exhilarating thrill of such intensely erotic and carnal intimacy…

The three of them writhed, humped, bucked, moaned, gasped, and growled as they climaxed together. Leon held Gogo’s legs and kept grinding into the boy while his cock fired pulse after pulse of cum into the rat’s thoroughly flooded hole; Gogo’s chest heaved and his guttural cries of pleasure were muffled in his kiss with Caleb; Caleb held Gogo close and bucked against him, still painting his friend’s belly with his load while his father filled it from within. Their fur was damp with sweat, they stank of sex, their chests heaved, their arms and legs shook, and their voices filled the room with the uncontrollable, wordless sounds of pure exultation…

Until…eventually…

The howls and moans of pleasure soon gave way to exhausted huffing and panting. Frantic humping and grinding fell still, heart rates slowed, chests settled into natural rhythms of rising and falling, and muscles relaxed and loosened. The shakes dissipated into mild aftershocks that gradually faded, too, and the tidal waves of hormones receded enough to leave Leon, Caleb, and Gogo simply basking in the afterglow.

Caleb and Gogo broke their kiss at last and panted together…before giggling.

“Hehe…ha! Oh maaaaan,” Caleb chuckled before he sighed, sounding totally winded.

“Mm! Heheh…whoooo!” Gogo exhaled, flopping his head back on the pillow and still huffing as he looked up at the ceiling.

“Heh, there we go…you two have fun?” Leon rumbled, his tone satisfied as he gazed down at the boys on the bed.

“Oh yeah…thanks, Dad,” Caleb replied, beaming at his father.

“Oh no, thank YOU!” Leon emphasized before he grunted. “Oof…alright, make some room, kids…”

With his back aching and his legs on the verge of giving out, the older Labrador simply had to flop forward onto the mattress with Gogo still impaled on his cock.

“Oof! Ungh!” Leon grunted again—his knot, still swollen and locked inside Gogo, was so tender and overstimulated that it was difficult for him to move without setting off a fresh round of pins-and-needles tingling coursing along his dick. But with a few more groans and some careful rearranging, Leon managed to maneuver the rat into a close cuddle, holding him snugly to his chest while Caleb spooned Gogo from behind. Caleb’s cum, which still clung to Gogo’s abdomen and chest, smeared onto the fur of Leon’s stomach, making a gummy, tacky mess between them, but the older Labrador didn’t mind the wet stickiness in the slightest. Once he was comfortably situated, Leon simply sighed, content. “Mmmm…damn…I needed that…think I’m about 10 pounds lighter now…”

Caleb, embracing the smaller rat between him and his dad, snickered and propped his chin up on Gogo’s shoulder, addressing Leon. “So, he did good?”

“Better than good—fuck, kiddo, you gave me the perfect present!” Leon exclaimed before looking at Gogo, who was gazing up at him adoringly. “Takes dick like a champ and he’s so stinking cute.”

Gogo blushed at the compliment and nuzzled Leon’s chest with his cheek. “Aw, heh, thanks Mr. Parker,” he replied modestly.

Leon laughed. “Ha! Hey, I just destroyed your ass and I’m pretty sure I pumped enough cum into you to get you pregnant—I think we’re past ‘Mr. Parker.’”

Gogo couldn’t deny that Leon had a point there. “Oh! Well, then, what should I—”

“Whatever you’re comfortable with, Gogo,” Leon said sincerely before he leaned down and kissed the boy on the lips.

Gogo moaned and lapped at Leon’s tongue as their muzzles interlocked…and when the Labrador pulled away again, the rat mumbled without even thinking. “Mmm, Daddy…”

Caleb’s tail wagged and thumped on the bed behind him, and Leon rumbled approvingly. “Hehe, atta boy—Daddy it is.” He stretched his arms, hugging both Gogo and Caleb to his breast—Gogo chirped and squeaked in delight as Leon squeezed him tight and fondly kissed him on his forehead, and Caleb yipped like an excited puppy as he received the same treatment. “Got my two sons and all’s right with the world,” Leon sighed before lapsing into silence, simply savoring the moment while he held the boys close…

The three of them lay together, cuddled in a heap and happy to have their bodies so close to one another. Leon’s fingers absently stroked over Caleb’s shoulder and Gogo’s neck; Gogo played a lazy game of footsie with Leon while his other leg was tangled up with Caleb’s; Caleb rested his chin in the crook of Gogo’s neck while one of his fingers languidly twirled a tuft of fur on Leon’s chest…and for a while they all drifted into a light doze, not asleep by any means, but not quite fully awake…

Until Leon eventually grunted and stirred again. “Mmmm…who’s up for bathtime?”

———

The corner tub in Leon and Caleb’s ensuite bathroom was large enough to seat two comfortably; three was a mild squeeze, but Gogo wasn’t complaining about the close quarters at all. He sat in Leon’s lap (his ass still plugged up with the older Labrador’s knot) and comfortably leaned back against the supportive cushion of the burly canine’s belly and chest, and while the hot water soothingly bubbled and frothed around him, Caleb was on his knees in front of him, kissing him deeply on the lips. Leon attacked him from behind, planting his fair share of affectionate licks, nips, and smooches on Gogo’s neck, ears, cheeks, and shoulders.

Gogo squirmed and sighed, blissed out at being the center of attention for the two dogs fawning over him. He loved the way Leon’s stomach pressed against his back, the way Caleb’s tongue lapped against his, the way Leon’s fat knot filled his sore and aching ass, the way Caleb’s muzzle fit so perfectly with his own, the way Leon’s hands crept over his thighs, the way Caleb’s hands rested on his hips…

He wrapped one arm backwards around Leon’s neck and shoulders and used his free hand to hold the side of Caleb’s face—he didn’t want either of them to stop, didn’t want either of them to pull back…

Below the water, Leon’s hands were at work in Gogo’s crotch—distracted by kissing the boy in his lap, he fumbled a little with the key (which Caleb had previously hidden in the bedside table drawer) he held in his right hand.

“Mmm…hmmm,” Leon moaned and rumbled into Gogo’s ear, nibbling on it while he struggled to insert the key into the lock of the chastity cage still secured to the rat’s cock and balls. He held Gogo’s restrained genitals in his left hand, easily covering them with his paw and keeping them steady as he worked. “Mmm…there…”

The key went in at last, Leon twisted…and the locking bolt of the chastity cage unlatched.

“Ah! Mmmm,” Gogo murmured gratefully into Caleb’s mouth, still kissing him while Leon reached for the cage…and gently pulled the stainless steel nub off of his semi-flaccid penis.

With a small splash and a soft clank, Leon withdrew the one-inch cage from the water and set it on the ledge of the tub—once he slipped the base ring off of Gogo’s testicles, he placed it on the ledge, too, with the key still inserted in the lock.

“Rrrngh, free at last,” Leon growled into Gogo’s ear. “What do you say, son?”

Gogo whimpered while Caleb kept making out with him and Leon reached into his crotch again, using both hands to idly fondle his manhood.

“Mmm! Nngh…thank you, Daddy,” Gogo gasped between Caleb’s kisses, his voice quavering.

“Good boy…that must feel a lot better…oooh, you got really slimy in that cage, champ…heh, maybe I should call you squirt instead,” Leon murmured, his fingers sliding through the greasy and gunky residue of cum that still clung to Gogo’s cock under the water. He rubbed the boy’s glans with his thumb, dislodging some of the slick film and globs from his skin before working his way further down Gogo’s shaft. “So hot…knowing you managed to cum…without being able to touch yourself…mmm, I made you do that, didn’t I…”

“Ah…D-Daddy,” Gogo moaned.

“Don’t mind me, son…just keep kissing your big brother,” Leon murmured playfully, nuzzling Gogo’s cheek while he continued fondling the rat’s balls and provocatively rubbing his cock. The Labrador teasingly squeezed, tugged, rolled, and bounced his nuts in his palm, and Leon used his other hand to palpate, caress, and tenderly stroke his member, delicately dragging a finger up along his shaft and swirling it over his sensitive glans again…before smothering Gogo’s whole package in his fists.

Gogo squirmed and huffed—below the water, his soft member was still at a semi, though it was gradually beginning to stiffen under Leon’s tantalizing ministrations.

“Mmm, I can feel that softie getting hard…oh, it’s so cute,” Leon said, his voice low. He continued kissing and licking Gogo’s cheeks and neck as he went on, “Your dad’s going to…have a lot of fun playing with this…mmm, good boy, getting hard in Daddy’s hand.”

Leon curled his fingers around the rat’s growing erection, squeezing and relaxing as he possessively gripped Gogo’s penis in his fist. “That’s it, squirt…Daddy loves feeling your cock grow…man, that’s a cute little helmet head you’ve got…so smooth and round, and so stiff,” Leon murmured, rubbing his thumb over the rat’s engorged, domed glans. Using his other hand to keep fondling Gogo’s testicles, the Labrador added, “And I bet those little nuts aren’t so empty now…I know you already pumped out a big load…but I think you’d probably shoot another right here in the tub…if I rubbed one out of you, huh?”

Gogo whimpered and shuddered, but Caleb kissed him more forcefully, preventing him from speaking…but his dick flexed involuntarily in Leon’s hand, giving the Labrador the only answer he needed.

“Oooh, you like that idea…you clenched real hard on Daddy’s knot,” Leon growled. Now that the boy in his lap was properly aroused, the 51 year-old renewed his grip, wrapping his paw more tightly around Gogo’s five-inch stiffy…before he began stroking. “Should I? You’re so hard, son…and you only came in your cage…you should get to cum for real…why don’t you shoot for Daddy…yeah…I want to feel you cum in my hand, squirt…”

Gogo squeaked into Caleb’s muzzle and lightly bucked his hips, thrusting into Leon’s hand. The Labrador chuckled and stroked faster, and Gogo whimpered needily. The pads on Leon’s fingers and palm dragged against his skin in just the right way, and the water between the dog’s paw and Gogo’s member swished and swirled, stimulating the boy even more. He was so turned on, his heart was racing again already and that familiar pressure was rising steadily…fuck, Leon had only just started jerking him off and he was already on the edge…it felt so good to have such a studly, masculine beast of a man beating his meat while he kissed that man’s son…his friend…his brother…yes…his brother…and he was sitting in his dad’s lap…he’d been knotted by his dad, and now his old man was pawing him off, working another load out of him…

“Mngh! C-Caleb…I…I’m gonna…”

The Labrador in front of him broke the kiss, but only just enough to press his forehead and nose to Gogo’s. “Do it,” Caleb breathed, gazing into the rat’s eyes. “Cum for Dad, bro.”

“Nngh…I…mmm!” Gogo lunged forward, kissing Caleb again.

“Come on, son…you’re getting close…blow that load for me,” Leon murmured, pumping his hand faster along Gogo’s throbbing shaft…faster…faster… “Make Daddy proud…be a good boy and cum for Daddy…”

“Nngh! Hnf! Hnf! Haaaaah!” Gogo groaned and puffed like he’d just sprinted a mile as he came—he didn’t have much left in him, but he managed to produce a few thick pearls of semen. They bloomed from his cock under the water and swirled in the currents from the spa jets…before they broke apart into minuscule fragments and mixed with the rest of the bathwater.

“Gooooood booooooy…veeeeery good boy! Thaaaat’s it, son…let it aaaall out,” Leon proudly crooned into Gogo’s ear, still stroking Gogo’s twitching and pulsing member.

The rat quivered and convulsed against the large dog. His cock spasmed in Leon’s hand and he moaned loudly through his orgasm, clenching on the Labrador’s knot locked inside him the whole time (and inadvertently causing the dog to squirt another small, lingering shot of cum into him, joining the rest of the sludgy batter marinating in his gut). While not as intense as the climax he’d experienced back in the bedroom, the rush of it was no less pleasurable…and once Gogo began to come down from the hormonal high, he broke his kiss with Caleb slumped back against Leon, completely spent.

“Uugh…uuugh…huuuuh…oh god,” Gogo panted.

“Good job, squirt…easy now,” Leon murmured encouragingly as Gogo caught his breath. He released his hold on the boy’s softening member and wrapped his arms around Gogo’s chest and stomach, holding him in a tender and supportive cuddle.

The rat closed his eyes and opened them again—for a moment his vision had gone blurry, but it was back in focus and Caleb was still on his knees in front of him, and Leon was still embracing him, fondly rubbing his chest and gently raking his fingers through his fur while the bath water still bubbled and gurgled around him. He was tired, so unbelievably tired…but so exhilarated.

“Heh, still with us?” Caleb asked with a smirk.

“Ugh…ha, still here,” Gogo weakly replied.

Caleb smooched him again. “Mm, did you have a good time?”

“Oooh…man, this was the best,” Gogo said once he’d recovered enough to form full sentences. He looked back at Leon and at Caleb again as he continued, “Thank you—both of you! This was just…I mean, I can’t tell you how it was so…thank you.”

Leon squeezed Gogo in his embrace. “Glad you enjoyed it! Gotta say, I had a lot of fun with you, too, squirt.”

Gogo chuckled. “Hehe, thanks! Glad I was a good Father’s Day gift for you.” He addressed Caleb as he said, “Thank you for setting this up, I’m really glad you had this idea.”

At that, Leon cleared his throat and Caleb’s grin turned more sheepish.

“Aha…well, tonight wasn’t really my idea,” Caleb admitted ruefully.

Gogo looked at him quizzically. “Huh?”

“It was mine, actually,” Leon took up.

The rat’s brow furrowed, and he twisted to look up at Leon, who was gazing down at him.

“And you don’t have to be just a Father’s Day gift, if you catch my meaning,” the older Labrador hinted.

Confused, Gogo looked at Caleb again. “What’re you…”

The water in the tub sloshed as Caleb sat back on his knees, giving Gogo some space. “Well…Dad really wanted to meet you and get to know you better—I’ve been telling him a lot about you and me, and he liked what he was hearing,” he explained, sounding more cautious now than Gogo had ever heard him before.

As he spoke, he let his hands drift under the bathwater…and made contact with Gogo’s feet. Just out of reach of holding his friend’s hand and intertwining his fingers with the rat’s, Caleb gently held Gogo’s toes instead, fondly caressing them as he went on, “And we’ve been talking a lot about us—me and him, I mean—and thinking about…opening things even more, but also finding something more…regular to, like, have between us. So he wanted to see what you’re like…and I thought this whole thing would sound better to you if it came from me instead of him, and he really likes you a lot…so, we were thinking what if we…you know…”

Gogo tilted his head, a slim smile beginning to form on his lips. He had an inkling of where Caleb was going with this, but he held back from saying anything, not wanting to put the wrong words in his friend’s mouth.

Fortunately, Leon (who was gently tracing a finger across Gogo’s chest) spoke up, his tone more confident, yet still choosing his words carefully. “What if we…explored…what expanding the family could look like…with you in it…if you’re interested?”

Gogo’s heart skipped a beat, his tail twitched, and the smile on his face grew wider.