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My snout rested comfortably between the

crook of my elbow while the wind rustled my brown fur every which-a-way. The

sun managed to peek through the openings of the car and cast a golden hue on

our surroundings. Considering that it was the morning, I was still tired and,

honestly, I didn't want to go to school today.The air smelled of the beach front over

the promontory to the side of us, and I could hear the waves crashing below.

Jackson was probably staring at the edge. He was a natural daredevil, and I just

had to respect how outgoing he was. He was more popular than me. I know that's

not saying much, but he's only a freshman who transferred to this school

recently after the event while I had been here most of my life.

My dad finally spoke up as the crackles

of the gravel below the car gave way to the paved road ahead. "Okay Jackie, the

school's almost here. Make sure to talk to your principal about your sports. I

know you want to stay in soccer year-round, but you can't, a'ight?"

"Yeah dad, I know. We talked about this

yesterday." I glanced at dad's face to see that smile there, as usual.

"Just want to drill it into your head."

I picked my head up from my comfy pillow that was my arm and turned towards my

father with a questioning look.

"I'm going too, right?" I asked before

pausing, waiting for an answer. "You didn't really mention me or--"

"No. Tomorrow's your birthday. I think

you deserve a couple days off from school," he glanced at me, his smile slid a

little lower, "You'll be a man, soon. I'mma take you to the beach. It's healthy

for us to swim once in a while." I raised an eyebrow to signal my distrust of

his explanation.

He always had something planned. I

think. He could just be a great improviser I guess.

He glanced to the side and saw my

eyebrow. "C'mon Mikey, it's important. I just want to spend the day with you!

It's fun and healthy, so you're coming with me." I groaned before slumping

further into my seat.

"I always

hated swimming."

"Maybe you'll like it now, considering

what happened. Hey, Jack, school's right over there." The road led to a large

building off to the side. I stared with a frown on my face, while Jackson

opened the door and swiftly walked towards the entrance of the High School,

even cutting through the grass, most likely so he could leave us both behind

before dad could embarrass him more.

"Love you!" Dad yelled. I winced at the

screech, but I was able to perk up once I saw Jackson give a horrified look

back towards the car. "Let's go." He said with a chuckle, before pushing the gas

and driving away from the building towards a dirt path.

We both sat still for a moment or two

before I thought of something.

"Weren't you supposed to sign me out or

something?"

"Already did." Damn. Should have

thought that he would do it ahead of time, honestly. "The school system's a

mess now, ever sense that incident. I

mean, segregating students by their divisions? That's stupid."

"Well, they're worried about some preds

eating some of the other divisions. I mean, I understand why they'd do that."

He gave me a special smile for that comment: a sarcastic one.

"Do you think a wolfman is going to eat

you?" He paused for a few seconds, "Exactly. People don't eat other people. Animals

do. I'm pretty sure that it's illegal, and it's immoral. Wouldn't that be enough

of a deterrence?" I slumped as I realized his logic was sound, as usual. We

haven't had a single case of anybody eating another ever since that event, but...

Better safe than sorry was the mindset that the mayor had, probably.

We continued the drive forward in

silence. With an increase in sand and trees around the road, I knew we were

close to the beach dad was looking for. Then, I thought of something else...

before smirking.

"We forgot my swimming clothes." I

looked at him, but I was having trouble trying not to laugh as he smacked his

face against the steering wheel in his frustration.

"Shit--"

"Don't swear, dad."

"Oh, shut up. Okay, I'll go get your--"

He stopped himself once he saw something ahead. Then, worryingly, his smile

grew even wider: to a shit-eating grin from ear to ear. My head whipped around

to see what he was looking at.

Oh no. No no no no no.

'Nude Beach ?'

My jaw gaped open as I realized exactly

what he was thinking.

"Looks like you don't need any swimming

clothes." I looked at him bug-eyed and protested.

"Okay, dad, it's illegal for minors to

go in these--"

"Nonononono, it's not. Law changed

after that. Probably because of--"

"You are not making me go there!" I was starting to panic. Going around, in

public, naked? I would die of embarrassment before I took two steps!

He raised an eyebrow, before looking at

me with serious eyes. "Yes, in fact, I am. It's just a beach." Once I heard the

car drive forward some more, I covered my face with my hands. I was blushing,

goddammit. "Look, the parking area's right there."

The car drove until it managed to find

a place to squeeze between two, much larger trucks. I stayed still while the

windows rolled up, until dad turned the engine off using the fingerprint button

installed to the car itself.

I then decided to look away as my father

got undressed right in front of me. Obviously, with dad being dad, he wouldn't

feel uncomfortable doing this in the first place.

But, soon, it was obvious he was

finished with his business, and he chucked his removed clothes into the

backseat. I stayed still for a few moments, thinking about what I should do,

before my father's lighthearted voice startled me.

"Hurry up, Mike, we don't got all day.

You don't have anything I never seen before." He reassured me. I finally

decided to tug my shirt off. With a tug on the loose bottom of the black cloth,

it soon rose off my fur.

Unfortunately for me, it got stuck on

my head, and took a few seconds to free. With a huff, it popped off my head and

I turned to accidentally see an eyeful of my naked father sitting next to me... Looking at me?

Blushing again, I returned to the task

at hand. I have no reason to be

embarrassed, I told myself, It's just

my dad. With that thought, I slipped off my slip-on shoes and yanked my

shorts off my body, with the underwear, in one fell swoop.

"Finally. C'mon, there's a beach around

here somewhere." He said. I couldn't force myself to look at him, but I heard

him open the door and walk outside in the sand. It took a few seconds of

reassuring myself that everything's going to be fine before I followed suit.

Why was I so tense?

We both were following a path towards

the beach, with my dad ahead of me. The trees were everywhere at this point,

and the ground covered in dirt. The only thing moving other than me was my dad,

and, well, with him moving ahead of me I had to watch him.

I stared at his tail swaying back and

forth with his step. He looked weird... like this. He changed, obviously,

everybody changed after that, but...

I sighed.

The trees suddenly stopped, and

I watched as dad started going faster, his webbed feet able to dig into the

sand easier.

"Almost there, Mikey." As soon as he

said that, we popped over the sandy dunes to see an azure blanket covering the

earth. God, why did the sea have to smell so amazing? At least I thought it did

at the moment.

There were huts around the sandy, flat

area around us, with people inside them or lounging around them, and,

strangely, a group of people in a large circle a little way off.

The beachfront had motorboats

everywhere, and they sped across the water towards wherever they were going.

Tourists visited these parts all the time for whatever reason, I heard. And

considering the amount of people here, I wouldn't doubt that claim.

It took me a few seconds before I

actually observed the people all over the beach. As you would guess, all of

them were naked. But, surprisingly, I couldn't find any girls around our area.

I kept my eyes ground level so as to not have eye contact with some random

naked guy standing around me.

I needed to ask something to calm

myself.

"Hey, dad, where are all the girls?" He

looked around incredulously before facing me.

"That's weird. No idea, why'd you ask?"

He smiled coyly. I rolled my eyes.

"Not for that reason." I had trouble

not staring at his crotch. I hadn't seen him naked like this since when I was a

young child, learning how to take showers with him. "What should we do?" I

stood there as he brought his hands to his hips, bringing them forward while

grinning. Fucking exhibitionist.

"What do you want to do?" He asked. I

held in a terrible joke before wondering how to answer that question.

Unfortunately for me, he answered that

question himself and started walking towards the large group of people off to

the side.

"Well, I know I don't want to do that,

look at how many people are--" He didn't seem to pay attention to my words.

"Dad? Dad!"

"Not listening!" He called, "C'mon,

what's the harm?" He looked back at me with that grinning face. He was enjoying

this, alright. He always liked to joke around with me, just like I joked with

him... but this...? This was a new low. I gave him a scowl before scurrying after

him.

I probably looked weird, with my

slumped shoulders and everything, but I was trying to be as small as possible

in order to not attract any attention. My dad, on the other hand? He was

practically flaunting his naked masculinity, and, as usual, drawing the

attention towards us. People literally turned their heads towards us as we

passed. God, how embarrassing does this man have to be!?

We reached the crowd -- finally -- and I

peered inside the throng of people surrounding the scene. There was sand being

kicked up everywhere, making it hard for me to realize that two people were

wrestling inside the circle, moving like a blur and splashing the water from

the weak waves onto the crowd around them. I looked back towards my dad.

"...What's going on in there?" I asked

with a raised eyebrow. He grinned and I realized exactly what was going on in

his head.

Oh no. No no no no no. He wasn't going

to-

"They're wrestling, and people are

betting on the winner. Pretty simple." He glanced at my face, before moving his

smile even higher than before. Cheeky bastard. He knew I knew what he was

thinking.

"I'm only 17, dad. I don't think I'm

allowed to wrestle, naked, on a beach with some random, naked man. That

violates, like, so many laws I don't even know where to begi-"

"You're 17 and

three-hundred-sixty-three three-hundred-sixty-fourths of a year old. We can

round up. And besides, you're not

wrestling a stranger."

Goddamnit.

"I'm not wrestling you! You'll

obviously-"

"Don't put yourself down so easily. I

just want to see how much of a man you are." I shot him a look like he was

insane, which he was, but it didn't seem to affect him whatsoever. How stupid

did this man have to be? "Don't look at me like that. C'mon, they finished." I

turned back towards the people in the circle.

A short otter happened to be wrestling

a large wolf, and, to my surprise at least, managed to wrestle the damn thing

to the ground, pinning his head and shoulders down.

Somehow my dad seemed unfazed.

I snapped back into reality by looking

at his face. "U-Uh, no! I'm staying--" I was interrupted by my jaw dropping as

he simply walked into the circle.

Surely the life-guard would stop this

whole thing. Unfortunately for me, he didn't seem to care as a couple naked

men, a large raccoon and a comparatively huge horse, turned towards me and

pushed me into there.

I was blushing hard enough for people

to see it through my fur, I swear. Every person I looked at, other than a few,

had wallets in their hands, with money in the other. A huge discussion broke

out among them all as they saw me. Most likely they were talking about who

they thought were going to win, considering the situation at hand. I was startled when the alligator off to the side cut through the voices of the whole

group of people around me and my dad.

I almost choked on my own spit once I

saw him wearing a life-guard vest. No wonder the life-guard didn't stop this... He was the person throwing the event!

"People votin' for the short one, over

he-ah. Put 5 bucks in the red bucke', yeah, just like tha', people bettin' on

the large one put ya moneh in the blue bucke'." Everybody walked around us,

most rubbing against each other awkwardly, before dumping their money into the

respective bins. I couldn't really see how many were betting for me, but I

could guess.

Not a lot, probably.

Trust me when I say I know how to

wrestle. My dad made me learn fast as a child. When I was five, he taught me a

few moves before trying them out on me. My mother always got pissed off at the

bruises on my bare skin back then from our rough housing. It was fun, and I

didn't get hurt, obviously, but...

Also trust me when I say... my dad is

better.

My mind blanked out for a few seconds.

How did I get in this situation in the first place? Dad always had a plan.

Whatever he had planned, I didn't

really want to be a part of it.

"I don't really want to--" I was pushed

forward by some people behind me. "I don't want to--" I realized that they

weren't really listening. I was silent as I watched them began to incircle me

and my father, effectively trapping us in this embarrassing situation. My

father stood a couple feet away from me.

I hadn't wrestled him in years. Not

since that time.

"Well, aren'tcha going to come at me?

Or do you want me to tackle you?" My dad called before bringing his arms

outwards, taunting me. I stood there. This situation was almost making me

nauseous. I was supposed to be wrestling my dad, naked, in front of a group of

people who, by the way, were naked as well. This was such bullsh-

"Ooph~!" I was tossed backwards as my

father tackled me to the ground, and I cursed my carelessness. I brought my

arms forward and pushed him to the side as I fell. He was launched a few feet

away, giving me some chance of recovery.

"Hey!" he barked, and kicked sand as he

launched himself back towards me, but I was prepared for that. Almost anybody

would do that, and it surprised me how rash he was being right now. I brought

my stomach to the side, and grasped his thighs--

Which I immediately dropped once I

realized I was grasping my dad's naked thighs. My face reddened as I realized

what I just did. This wasn't a time for modesty!

He managed to grab my midriff and

flipped me over so I was facing towards the ground. I was spitting out water as

I tried to get up, but before I could do anything my dad grabbed my hips.

"Gotcha now-!" He gruffly said, moving

his hips forward to trap my legs with his thighs, lifting my tail in the

process. I could feel his sheath laying between my cheeks awkwardly. We fought

for a couple seconds, but eventually I just laid there as he splayed the rest

of his body over mine, with the waves crashing around us, obscuring our waists.

He brought his arms to mine, before looping his around me, hugging me from

behind.

"D-dad-!" I tried to look up at him

worriedly. I couldn't stop it, I was getting a hard-on. The tip of my penis

started to swell as his arms began to go lower in order to prevent escape. The

tip of my penis left my sheath, and I felt a jolt of pain as he touched it

roughly with his paws, causing the rest of it to rub against his arm.

I froze. We both laid there, with my

dad panting on top of me. Strange, considering how short the wrestling match

was. Not even I was out of breath, besides the fact that the waves were making

it difficult to breathe.

Goddammit. God fucking damn it to hell. I didn't want to cry. But the relationship

I had with my dad? It was ruined. Forever.

I just sat there, whimpering silently--

Then I felt a push forward from my

rump, and I realized that my dad just humped my rear end.

I moaned out loud, it was hard to keep

myself that contained, considering my

current state, but thankfully the waves obscured my vocal outburst from the

public.

I felt my dad get up off my back, so I

ground my hips against the sand in an attempt to hide my arousal from the other

people surrounding me. I grimaced as I realized my boner wasn't going away any

time soon.

"And we hav'a winnah! Okay, you guys-

no, get back over the-a-- you guys get an even share of the cash while I give

the rest to tha winna there. Here we ah. C'mon lad, get up. There ya ah." I felt

a hand grasp mine as he pulled me up towards him.

Oh no. No no no no no-!

"Whaddoo we have he-ah?" Said the large

alligator with a smirk, looking at my erection before staring me straight in

the eyes and setting me down. I could feel my face flush as I scowled at the

large man. He looked me over with his eyes once more. "Not tha first time I've

seen this situation. Don't worry, most of the people here enjoy tha view

anyways!" He cackled at his joke while I realized the real reason why there

were no girls at this beach. How could I be so fucking dense?

It

was a gay hookup beach.

I turned and began to skulk towards my

dad, away from the large crowd giving whistles at my arousal. "Aww com'on, I

was just makin' a joke!" He called loudly. I couldn't say anything now,

anyways. I wanted to talk with my father.I looked around for him skirting around

the edges of the beach in order not to be seen, but couldn't find him. The

beach was large, and there were surprisingly a lot of people there, blocking my

view of where he could be.

I thought for a few seconds before

realizing he had to put the money in his wallet.

I started to walk towards the opening

in the dunes where we came from and walked along the path--

Before bumping into the man himself.

"Woah, hey!" He said, chuckling. I

blushed and gave him a frown. He had to know that this was a gay beach, no

doubt about it. Like I said, he always has a plan.

We both stood there for a few seconds,

doing nothing. I rubbed the back of my neck.

"O-okay," I stuttered, but steeled

myself for the conversation, "Why in the hell

did you take us to a gay hookup beach?" He rolled his eyes and gave a smug look

on his face. Holy shit, he's acting like nothing happened! "This whole thing

was uncalled for! It's almost my birthday and you embarrass me in front of all

of those people!" I was close to yelling at this point, but he interrupted me.

"C'mon, Mikey," I winced as he called

me that, "It's not the end of the world. I wanted to see your reaction. It was

adorable, by the way." He grinned as I simply blushed with a scowl. "You

enjoyed it anyways." I put a paw to my face and pinched the bridge of my snout in frustration, like all of my family does.

"I just want to go home." He looked me

in the eyes for a few seconds, before I saw his smile slide down a little

lower.

"Unless you want to ruin your clothes

with salt water, I'd suggest letting your body air out first." I groaned as I

realized he was right, like usual. We were both sopping wet. "But if you want

off the beach, I can drive around town for a couple hours. I don't care if the

seats get soaked."

I decided that his idea would be best,

because honestly, I did not want to spend another second around that beach.

"Yeah, okay." He grinned before turning

around towards the path again. Once he started walking again, I followed. This

time with a closer look at his tail.

We finally began to drive away from the

parking lot down a different road. Of course it was longer, but it didn't go

through the school, saving the kids from seeing us naked.

A few hours later, I realized that

airing out once you're sopping wet was harder to do than you'd think if you were

in an air-conditioned car. The smell of otter and salt water filled the car

around us. My eyes glanced at my father a few times. That otter... I had a few

questions for him. But the fact of the matter was that it wasn't typically the

thing you asked your father in the first place.

I decided to do it.

"H-hey. Dad."

"Yeah?" He turned towards me, his smile

wide. I hated that smile right now.

"Well... Um... Are you...?" I looked

around the car, thinking twice about what I was saying.

"Am I what?" He looked at me, before

looking at the road again. He was dripping wet, with his fur plastered to his

skin, wrapping around his lean smooth muscle. He wasn't really muscular, no

otter could really be that, but he was fit.

"...A-are you gay?" I sputtered out. I

couldn't really even look at him anymore, due to how awkward it all was. He

looked surprised that I asked, but answered promptly afterwards.

"Bi. I married your mother,

Michael, just letting you know." He laughed. "Why'd you ask?" I blushed. "Is it

because of the beach, or the wrestling we did?" He stuck his tongue out in a

mock-raspberry.

"U-um, both?" I glanced at the houses

we were passing by. Hopefully no-one saw us. "Why'd you do... that, anyways? I

m-mean, it was c-completely-"

"Obviously, you liked it." He chuckled

a little. "Consider it a birthday present." I scoffed at him, but he didn't

care, as usual.

"I-I did not like that!" I said

indignantly. I was lying, but I wasn't going to say yes!

"Of course you did, you moaned when I

did it!" My ears flattened as I realized the water didn't really hide my voice.

"Dad! Come on! This is so frikkin

embarrassing!" I practically barked. He laughed again.

"That's what makes it fun! C'mon, don't

give me that face!" I crossed my arms. "It's almost your birthday, and you know

what we do for birthdays. We embarrass the shit out of the birthee." He pulled

to a stop in front of a red light, waving at the animals outside who looked at

him like he was insane. And maybe hot, too.

"Not this much...! I don't think that

anyone would enjoy this!" I blocked their view of my face with my hand.

"You did enjoy it though. There's more

where that came from too!" He laughed again while I looked at him like he was insane.

"W-what do you mean by that!?" He

glanced over with a look of confusion before laughing at his sentence.

Goddamnit I was getting aroused just by him insinuating that.

He sniffed and looked at me. "I wasn't

meaning that in particular, but if you want some more of that, you can just

come to me." He literally winked at me. I wanted to melt into the seat and

disappear.

"You never acted like this before!" I

snapped at him. He rolled his eyes. I noticed he was breathing heavier than

before.

"Well, I was different less than a year

ago, so I'm pretty sure it messed

with my sex-drive pretty harshly." I almost plugged my ears.

"I don't want to talk about your

sex-drive!" I barked, "What's being an animal going to do with your sex-drive,

anyways? Nothing!"

"I've read forums. People... getting into

trouble with their feelings, you know?" I became silent as I absorbed that

information. "Seems to me like you've been getting more aroused than usual as

well, what with your hard-on right now." He raised an eyebrow and smirked as I

realized I actually did have another hard-on. I looked at his crotch before

realizing it looked rather... full.

He looked at me and smiled even more

than before as he caught me looking at his crotch.

Asshole.

"The lights green." I muttered while he

continued to look me over. To be honest, ever since that event I have been needing to... Take care of business more than

usual. But...

"Listen Mikey, if you need some help

with you're needs, then you can just ask me, okay?" He looked at me seriously

as he started to drive forward. I blushed even more as I realized what he was

saying. "Consider it another early birthday gift." He looked around before

turning into a parking lot. The store was closed.

"I... I don't know." I looked at the

ground. My rod was literally throbbing, and I knew it wasn't going down any

time soon unless I took care of it. But with my father? Not anytime soon. Or

ever.

"Let me guess, you're being

melodramatic about it." I rolled my eyes and pretended he didn't exist at the

moment.

"It's called being rational, dad."

"In any normal circumstances, I would

agree, but that event was not normal. If you need someone to fuck you, you

can--"

"Dad!!!" I barked, "Slow down, now! I

know I have needs, and you have needs, but I don't want-"

"Of course you want it. The beach

practically told me exactly what you wanted." He was right, as usual. "I mean,

come on. You have a boner right now. I have a boner right now." I looked and

realized he was right. "You were just looking at my penis." He had me there.

"You moaned when I humped you, and you had a hard on when I was straddling you.

Stop lying." I folded. He was right. I did want to be fucked by him. But

goddamnit why did he have to make it so embarrassing?

"Well... How... Exactly...?" I was

blushing hard now. "N-now...?"

"In the middle of the parking

lot?" I shrunk out of embarrassment.

"Why not?" He chuckled as he unlocked

his seat-belt. I looked back at his cock. It was huge, comparatively. Around

seven inches, which was impressive considering he was only two and a half feet

tall, making his penis almost a third of his size. I gulped, and realized my

mouth was watering and my breathing was heavy.

"Umm... D-do you want me to bend over,

or..." I realized I forgot to buckle in as he stood in the car. The smell in

the air was making my thinking foggy. I realized that pheromones were filling

the compartment, but I quickly lost interest in that fact, and began to wonder

why it smelled so good.

"No, I think we'll start with oral." I

gasped as I realized we were actually going to do this. He walked onto my seat

before he spread his legs in front of me, bringing his large penis right in

front of my muzzle. "So... What are you waiting for?" He said, his voice dropping

lower. My mind was starting to give out on me. I literally couldn't control

myself as my mouth moved forward, and my tongue moved out.

My first taste was rather salty. He was

already shooting pre pretty hard now. My mind began to fog up as I began to

lick the head of his penis. He moaned in pleasure, rubbing my shoulders for a

few seconds.

"I know it's thick, but I think oral

requires you to actually put this in your mouth." He grinned at me, before grasping

my jaw with a hand and opening it comically. "Open up." He chuckled as his hips

moved forward.

My eyes became half-lidded as his dick

entered my maw. It was so thick. I could barely open my jaw wide enough to let

it enter. He brought a hand to the back of my head as he slowly pulled me

towards his crotch. I heard him lick his lips before he pulled back out.

"You like that smell?" I remembered

what he was talking about, that sort of musk permeating the air, before I

realized what was making it. He pulled my face into his crotch and he began to

rub his large balls on my face, smothering me. I couldn't help but breath in

and surrender completely to his scent. "Yeah... smell that? It's gonna be all

over you pretty soon, Mikey." He grinned and brought his hips back, his

pre-spitting head wetting my by-then dry face as his cock was brought to my

lips.

I opened my maw and let him use me

however he wanted to. He quickly began to pump his dick in and out of my mouth,

his balls slapping my chin, just a friendly reminder of what was happening

right now.

"Take dad's cock, ya slut!" He grabbed

the back of my head, and I started to gag as his cock pressed against the back

of my throat. He swiftly angled downwards and began to use my throat as a

cocksleeve, not wasting any time. One of my hands grabbed his huge balls, and

rubbed them as he continued to pump his cock into my throat. My mouth gripped

around him, but I completely lost composure as he started to thrust harder into

it. I closed my eyes before I heard him moan again, his penis lubricating my

insides. His thrusts were met with a little squish as I couldn't swallow all of

his pre-seed, and his large balls started to slip out of my hands, swinging and

slapping my lower jaw. I brought my paws to his tail, pulling his hips towards

me.

"I'm about to cum. Are you ready?" He

gasped out. Oh god, how much of a mess was this going to be? My mind could care

less, I was actually wanting him to paint me.

He began to thrust erratically,

groaning loudly as I felt his balls slide upwards, ready to inseminate whatever

they could. And then he cummed.

I felt the liquid shooting down my

throat, and he slammed his hips down twice more while pumping his semen into

me. By then I couldn't hold it back. Moaning deeply around my dad's cock, I

jizzed right onto my seat as he pulled out of my snout.

"Ah~!" He barked, spraying his juices

all over my fur, painting my body white with his sperm. Wave after wave of his

semen coated my torso and face, before it began to drizzle to a stop. We stayed

there for a few seconds, gasping, as I licked my lips. Delicious.

"...So, that was fun." He said, looking

at me with that grin on his face. "Didn't know you were such a slut." It took

me a couple of seconds to comprehend what he said.

"D-Dad!" I glared up at him. My entire

body deflated as my mind ridded itself of those sex hormones. I realized I

actually did just get face-fucked by my dad. What in the fuck was that? It was

like my entire brain shut itself off for a second.

"What? It's true, obviously." He raised

an eyebrow and continued to stand in front of me. "...I actually didn't think

this all the way through." I realized we had a huge mess to clean up and no

towels to do that with.

"What time is it, anyways?" I laid back

in the chair, but I grimaced as I realized that there was cum back there as

well. What a disaster.

"..." His smile vanished completely as he

quickly sat down in front of me, our now-softening cocks grinding against each

other in the process. He reached towards the back seat and got his phone out of

his short's pocket. The entire front seat was a disaster. The black

faux-leather was not going to have his semen wash out.

"Please don't tell me school's almost

out." I looked at his rapidly stressing face and realized exactly what was

happening. And I wanted to strangle him.

He looked up and gave me his best

"please don't be angry but you were right" face. Then I proceeded to chuck him

into the driver's seat.

"Goddamnit it dad! He has fucking

soccer practice today!" I quickly looked at the back seat, wondering how in the

hell we were going to clean up this problem. I realized two things rather

quickly.

One, that I had cum all over my own

clothes. And two, today was laundry day.