FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

"Alright, five minutes 'till we're live!" Ethan positioned his laptop on his bed and double checked the time, his young, bushy raccoon tail swishing back and forth. 8:55 PM. Nearly time for his 9 o'clock show! He made sure to check himself in his big, full-body mirror, making sure he looked good and ready for his watchers. He smiled gave his slightly tubby belly a pat through the plain white t-shirt he was wearing. He turned around and looked over his shoulder, raising his tail slightly and showing off his tight teenage ass which the shorts he was wearing showed off wonderfully. He winked at the mirror, "Looking good." he thought to himself, "I bet the guys will love these new shorts. Nice 'n' tight, really shows off my ass." he chuckled as he imagined the crowd of horny viewers he always attracted, all of them getting all pent up and frustrated as the raccoon wiggled his plump behind at them. Ethan loved to tease. He checked out the red and brown fur of his face, running a finger down the crimson stripes that ran down the fur above his eyes and made sure it was all neat and tidy. He was about to do some more preening when he heard a loud "boop!" noise coming from his laptop. It was the sound that played when someone sent a message in his webshow's chat. He couldn't help but smirk. His regular viewers had already arrived; early as usual. The eager young raccoon climbed onto his bed, lying next to his laptop and making sure his webcam was aligned so that most of his body was visible, the view cut off just above his crotch. He checked the chat.

Mad2Bhere: Show started yet? Fuckin' work kept me late, hope I didn't miss anything.

T4ilCh4ser69: Doesn't look like he's started yet, you ain't missed anything.

Mad2Bhere: Good, wouldn't want to miss all the teasing before the good stuff starts. Little slut loves to tease huh?

RaccoonF*cker62: Damn right. Wish he'd just get on with it sometimes though. I don't want to nut before he even gets his pants off like last time.

Ethan reached forward and typed his own message into his chat. It was already 9 o'clock, but he was sure his loyal viewers wouldn't mind waiting just a bit longer to see his little raccoon ass.

ETHAN: Any second now, boys. Just getting ready and then this little raccoon boy'll be all yours

RaccoonF*cker62: Finally. My nuts are gonna turn blue if I have to wait much longer.

ETHAN: Be patient, big boy. You want this slut to look good for the show, don't you?

RaccoonF*cker62: You always look good, boy.

ETHAN: Flatterer <3

Ethan took a moment to ready himself, before hovering his mouse over the "Start Show!" button.

"Three... Two... One..." he whispered, before giving the button a click and resting into place. A second later his image appeared on screen, broadcasting to the roughly two dozen people who'd tuned in. He smiled and gave the camera a wink.

"'Evening boys." he said, putting on a sultry tone, "Glad you all came. Ready for the show."

T4ilCh4ser69: Fuck yeah, boy, now get those clothes off!

"Awr, you're so impatient!" Ethan laughed, "But you're gonna have to wait a while for that. If I strip off now you won't have anything to look forward to."

T4ilCh4ser69: Fuck, you're a little tease, boy, you know that?

"Oh, I know. And you big boys all love it." he smirked and licked his lips, tracing a finger down his own body and running his hand over his package, just out of site of the camera. A name popped up in the chat; one he didn't recognize. A new viewer, he assumed.

HardWolf: Shit, this kid's cute.

"Heh, thanks, Wolfy. I don't think I recognize your name... New here?"

HardWolf: Yeah, friend suggested your show to me. I like what I see so far. How old are you, boy?

"Fourteen." he answered.

HardWolf: Murr, horny little teen raccoon. Why don't you show me what you can do?

"Oh I'll show you." Ethan smirked, "When I'm ready."

HardWolf: When you're ready? Yeah, well, maybe I don't like to be kept waiting. Might go somewhere else if I don't see that ass of yours soon.

"Go on then. I'm not keeping you here." Ethan said. There was a long pause before the guy replied.

HardWolf: Alright. I'll stay. For now. But your show better be good.

"Mm, it'll be good. I'll make your dick blow without you even having to touch it." He grinned and pushed his hand under his shirt, running his fingers over the sandy coloured fur of his chubby belly, "So... I'm sure you'd like me to get these clothes off, eh?"

Mad2Bhere: Fuck yeah, cub!

"Mm, maybe I'll take them off... I don't know. It's pretty cold tonight."

HardWolf: Shit, my buddy wasn't kidding when he said you were a tease.

"You haven't seen anything yet, big boy." Ethan grinned and let the audience get a little look at his chubby belly. He kept looking at the chat which, at this point, was filled with a mix of messages either begging or ordering him to get his clothes off or appreciating that cute body of his, "You want this shirt off me, boys?" The chat erupted in a chorus consisting of "Yeah!" and "Fuck yeah!" Ethan looked away from the camera for a moment, pushing his hand further up his body until his fingers were slowly caressing at one of his nipples. He addressed the chat again.

"Mmm, my little raccoon nipples are all hard... How bad do you boys want to see?"

Mad2Bhere: So fucking bad... Get that shirt off for us, boy.

T4ilCh4ser69: C'mon, you li'l tease, show us!

"Mm, you boys really want to see, huh?" Ethan smirked, "Well... I guess I'll be nice and show you." The chat gave their applause as Ethan slowly stripped of his shirt, revealing his chubby belly to the now three dozen viewers who were watching him. He dropped his shirt off the bed once he'd stripped himself of it and left his chest and belly bare for his viewers to see. He placed one hand on his belly and stroked it while his other hand went up to his nipple and gave it a soft squeeze. The young raccoon gave a soft moan as he toyed with the sensitive flesh before looking into the camera, a horny, slutty grin on his face. "How's that, boys? You like this cub's body?"

HardWolf: Fuck yeah... Love to get my mouth round those nips of yours.

"Heh, you dirty wolfy. What else would you do to me?" Ethan licked his lips at the camera, still playing with his nipple. He felt like such a dirty, naughty cub. So many grown men were watching him do this, were watching him touching himself... And they were going to be watching him do a lot more than that before the night was over. Ethan's father was blissfully unaware of his son's show. His job meant he had to work late, often very, very late into the night. It wasn't unusual for the older raccoon to get home far past midnight if he'd gotten deep enough into his work, and he and Ethan's mother being divorced meant the young raccoon had the house to himself most nights.

HardWolf: I'd pin you down, suck on your nips then flip you over and fuck your little fuckhole.

"Mrrrr, naughty boy..." Ethan breathed, "Bet you'd give my slut hole a good, hard pounding, huh?"

HardWolf: Damn fucking right. Shove my cock right inside you and rape your tight little ass until I blew my load inside you.

Ethan let out a soft gasp, his crotch tingling as he imagined taking a big, hard wolf cock deep inside his ass. He reached down with his left hand, his right hand still rubbing at his nipple. His hand wandered off camera and the young raccoon started rubbing at the growing bulge in his shorts. He gave a soft moan and spoke up, his voice soft and breathy.

"Fuck, you're getting me all hard in my little shorts..." He gasped, giving his growing length a squeeze.

HardWolf: Show us, slut.

"Not yet." Ethan smirked, "You'll get a good eyeful of me later, don't worry." he paused for a moment, groping and stroking myself before speaking up again, "I'm a virgin, you know."

HardWolf: Fuck, cub, a virgin? Never been fucked before?

"That's what "virgin" means." Ethan said.

HardWolf: Sassy bitch. Love to get my cock in your ass and pop your cherry good.

"Heh, maybe you will one day, big boy..." Ethan breathed, "This slut needs a good man to fuck his ass... Now tell me what else you big, strong men would do to this innocent boy."

Mad2Bhere: I'd grab your head fur and ram my cock down your throat.

T4ilCh4ser69: Hell yeah. I'd blow my load all over your cute little face.

"Ohh, goddamn, boys, you're making this cub so hard!" He gasped, gripping his cock through his shorts, his length now fully hard and straining against his underwear, begging for release. "You want to see?"

T4ilCh4ser69: Hell yeah! Let's see that dick of yours, slut boy!

HardWolf: Yeah, let's see it!

"Mm, well since you guys have been so well behaved tonight..." He shifted off his bed, moving his laptop a bit so his audience could get a better look as the slutty young raccoon stood up in front of the webcam, his whole half-naked body visible for his watchers. He smirked as the chat erupted with messages complimenting the hard bulge in his shorts.

HardWolf: Fuck, he's a big boy, huh?

RaccoonF*cker62: Damn right he is. C'mon, cub, show us the goods!

"Damn you guys are impatient tonight!" Ethan laughed and put his hands behind his head, stretching his body and thrusting his hips forward, his cock twitching against the inside of his clothes, "But you regulars know how this naughty boy loves to tease. I think I'll take my time..." He ran his hand over his hard bulge again, giving it a good hard squeeze and showing off the outline of his throbbing boner. The chat was going crazy. It was flooded with messages from so many horny men. There were so many messages ordering or begging him to strip off, some admiring his body and telling the young cub what they'd do to him. They all just made Ethan hornier. He turned around, presenting his rump to the audience and bending over, sticking his ass out for them. He was such a naughty, filthy boy. Such a shameless, horny little slut. And he knew it. He wondered what his father would say if he knew he did this kind of thing. He'd be shocked, no doubt, but the thought of his father finding out about this turned him on more. He was so, so naughty. He needed to be punished. He reached back and grabbed his ass, giving it a good, hard squeeze before slapping his rump and letting out a loud moan.

"Mm, this is all for you, boys!" He called back to the audience, "This innocent little cub ass is all yours to fuck!" He couldn't see the chat from where he was but he knew it was just full of comments describing, in great detail, what his horny viewers would do to him. He moaned and groaned, giving his ass another slap. They were all jerking off. All of them. He just knew it, and it made his cock throb just thinking about it. Several dozen big men watching him act like a whore online while they stroked their cocks to his little show...

He turned around again and slowly approached the webcam, the tent in his shorts bobbing up and down with every step.

"Mmm, say something dirty to me, boys. If I like what I read I'll even consider stripping these shorts off..." It only took a second for the messages to come pouring in. They all talked about how they'd fuck him hard, shove their cocks in his ass, his mouth, fuck his throat hard until they blew inside him, a few even volunteering to double penetrate the young cub's virgin ass. It was as Ethan was going through the myriad of messages, his cock twitching between his legs, that he noticed an unfamiliar name. Another new viewer?

BlackTigerCock: Where's your daddy, boy?

"My daddy?" Ethan asked, "Heh, he's at work. I have the place to myself."

BlackTigerCock: That right? What's he do?

Ethan scowled at that. What an odd, boring question to ask during a stripshow.

"I don't know the details. Some crappy office job he has to work late at sometimes.

BlackTigerCock: He know you do this?

"The show? No, 'course not!" Ethan answered, "I'd be in so much trouble if he found out. He might even punish me. Give my poor ass a good, hard spanking..." it was at that point that some of his other viewers decided to call out this new viewer on his odd choice of questions.

RaccoonF*cker62: C'mon, man, what's with the dumbass questions? Just tell the boy how you want to fuck him already!

This "BlackTigerCock" just ignored them and resumed his questioning.

BlackTigerCock: Bet your dad's away from home a lot.

"Ah, kinda... He tries to take weekends off... But most nights he's away... Hey, Raccoon Fucker's right, what's with the weird questions?"

BlackTigerCock: I just like to know the sluts I watch online on a more personal level is all. You know how dangerous this kind of thing is, don't you? Letting complete strangers watch you like this?

"Huh? You some kinda troll or something? What, you think you can scare me or some shit?"

BlackTigerCock: Of course not. I'm just concerned is all. Lots of dangerous people online, you know.

"Yeah, whatever, creep. Fuck off." Ethan clicked the stranger's name and clicked the little "Block" button that appeared. A message popped up in the chat indicating that the strange viewer had been blocked from his stream successfully. Ethan nodded and addressed the rest of his viewers, "Sorry 'bout that, guys. Fuckin' creep."

Mad2Bhere: Don't worry about it, kid. You want to take a break or something? That guy was seriously fuckin' creepy.

"Heh, nah, I'm good. I've dealt with creepy assholes like him before. Comes with the job, y'know? So, where were we?"

HardWolf: I think you were getting ready to show us your cock.

"Nice try. I was deciding whether or not to take off these shorts, wasn't I? Well... I did like what I saw before that creeper showed up... Hmm, I guess you guys have earned a little peek..." He stepped away from the webcam, making sure his entire body was in shot before turning around, presenting his rump to the camera and hooking his fingers into the waistband of his shorts. He slowly lowered them down, giving the audience a small peek at the red pair of briefs he was wearing, "You want to see, boys?" He breathed, "Heh, since you guys have been so good tonight..." He smiled back at the webcam as he wiggled his tight little ass and lowered his shorts, pulling them below his buttcheeks but making sure he kept his underwear on. He wasn't going to let the audience see everything just yet. Ethan kept teasing them, slipping his shorts slowly down his brown-furred legs until they landed in a heap on the floor. He stepped out of them, now dressed in nothing but his underwear.

"Enjoying the view?" He asked, bringing his hands back and placing them on his plump asscheeks, "I bet you guys would love to get a handful of this, wouldn't you?" He slipped a hand inside his underwear and started stroking his rump.

HardWolf: Show us more, cub!

Ethan leaned over towards the laptop to get a better look at the chat and grinned as he saw the amount of people begging to see his cock. He slowly turned towards the webcam.

"Mm, you want to see my hard li'l cub cock?" He asked, now facing the webcam and showing off his hard, throbbing bulge to his viewers. He reached down and stroked at it, "Fuck I'm so hard for you guys... I can't wait to strip off and jerk off for all of you."

HardWolf: So do it, slut!

"Now? Hmm, I don't know... I'm having fun teasing you guys..." He squeezed his cock through his briefs, letting out a loud moan as he gave his throbbing cock tip a good squeeze, "Ohh, damn, I'm so horny though..."

Mad2Bhere: Show us, cub! Get those briefs off!

"Well... I dunno..." He took a couple of slow steps towards his webcam, making sure they could get a good few of his throbbing package, "I do like to tease... But you boys seem extra horny tonight... Maybe I'll be nice..." He gave the camera a smirk, ever so slowly taking the waistband of his undies into his hands. He lowered his underwear, pulling the back of them down below his asscheeks but making sure to keep his erect dick covered. The entire chat was drooling over him. They all wanted an eyeful of his throbbing raccoon cock. He gave it a few moments, making sure to drag it out as long as he could, until he finally decided to give the fans what they wanted.

He pulled his underwear down, dropping them to the floor and letting his now naked cock spring to attention. The chat erupted with various messages practically worshipping the raccoon boy's cock. Ethan gripped it in his hand and gave it a good, slow stroking.

"You like it, guys? This is all for you." He let out a soft sigh as he played with himself, thrusting his hips forward and showing off everything he had to his viewers. He cupped his heavy, furry balls in his hand and gave them a good rubbing, his other hand squeezing his shaft tight and stroking his cock. After a few moments of stroking and appreciating the myriad of comments complimenting his body, Ethan decided to let the crowd see his other side and turned around, bending over and giving the camera a good shot of his plump ass. He shook his rump a bit, swishing his tail back and forth, keeping his hole strategically covered with the bushy appendage. He looked back and winked at the camera, slowly lifting his tail but keeping his entrance covered. Ethan reached back and placed his hands on his asscheeks, giving them a good, hard squeeze and letting out a soft, submissive whimper. He smirked at the audience, "Alright boys," he said, "you want an eyeful of my slutty li'l boy hole?" The chat was going wild. Ethan had been doing this kind of thing for a while; he knew how to act and what to say to drive the crowd wild. He decided to cut his viewers a break and give them a real good look. He raised his tail, showing his tight, fuckable little hole to the camera. He gripped his cheeks and pulled them apart so that his viewers got a nice look at his taint. He looked back at the chat and read through the messages that were pouring in.

RaccoonF*cker62: Look at that slutty ass. Love to get my dick right up there, turn it into a nice fucking cum dump.

HardWolf: Damn, me too. Bet it's tight as all hell.

Mad2Bhere: Bend over for us, bitch, show us that cute slut hole of yours!

"Here it is, boys. All for you. Slutty raccoon boy needs a good, hard cock in his ass." He bent over further, sticking his ass right out and lifting his tail high, his hard length twitching and throbbing between his legs, begging for attention. He started running his finger down his crack, letting out a little moan as he felt it tickle his virgin hole. He let out a quivering breath as he rubbed himself, pressing his digit against his ass.

"You boys want a better look? Why don't I lie down and start jerking myself for you?" The crowd cheered him on. With a little smirk, Ethan moved his laptop and lay down on the bed, making sure his whole body was still in frame and that the audience had a good view of his aching cock. He adjusted the webcam slightly so the viewers could see better, and then he got to work. He spread his legs wide and gripped his cock tight, stretching his body out and letting everyone see every inch of him. He let out a pleasured groan and stroked himself, working his hand up and down his throbbing dick, closing his eyes and bucking his hips into his hand.

"Mmm... Oh fuck..." He gasped, running a finger over his sensitive tip and sending shivers through his chubby cub body. He looked over at the chat.

HardWolf: Finger yourself.

Ethan let out a soft murring thought at just the thought. He wasted no time and lifted his legs up, reaching down with his free hand and rubbing a finger against his hole before shoving it inside himself.

"Ohhh!" He cried out in pleasure, his virgin taint stretching around his finger, "Oh that's good!" He stroked himself faster, pre-cum oozing from his tip and covering the light brown fur of his fingers. He bit his lower lip. He was such a shameless, dirty boy. A horny little slut for big, older men to jerk off over. He shoved his finger in deep, his body tensing as he fingered his fuck hole while his hand worked furiously over his cock. He checked the view count. Over one hundred people watching. One hundred people watching him playing with himself, fingering his ass, jerking his cock... All of them horny and jerking off over him. The mere thought turned Ethan on so much. He ran his thumb over his tip, giving a loud, high pitched moan as he smeared his pre all over his fingers. He thrust his finger in as deep as he could, exploring his own hole and stretching himself good and wide.

"I'm such a horny boy!" Ethan cried out, "I'm such a dirty little slut boy! T-Tell me what you'd do to me!" He gasped, looking to the chat, "Tell me how hard you'd fuck me!" He kept jerking as he read the chat which was now filled with messages telling him how they'd use his ass. Messages saying how they want to ram their cocks down his throat and in his ass, pound him good and hard until he was filled with their cum. His whole body tensed and his balls clenched as the young raccoon's climax steadily built up.

"Ohh f-fuck! I'm close! So close!" He whimpered out, cock throbbing and pulsing, his fur matted with pre. He bucked his hips and humped into his hand, still working his finger in and out of his ass. He clenched his teeth. Ethan knew he wasn't going to last much longer, but he tried his best to make this last as long as he could. He eventually had to give into his body's whims and, with a loud cry of pleasure, he blew his load all over his body, covering the fur of his tubby belly with the stuff as he continued to work furiously over his cock, pumping more and more of the stuff from his length, his fur soon becoming matted with the stuff. The crowd applauded as they watched him cum. There were plenty of messages saying how they themselves had cum while watching the horny raccoon and complimenting how much Ethan could shoot.

The young camwhore let out a soft sigh and lay back on his bed, relaxing, slowly slipping his finger out of his ass with a gasp and he let go of his spent, softening cock. He gasped and panted, exhausted, and turned to the camera.

"H-Hope you boys enjoyed the show." He winked.

HardWolf: That was fucking amazing. Gotta thank my buddy for suggesting you.

Mad2Bhere: Hot as always, kiddo.

T4ilCh4ser69: Must have blown my load half a dozen times tonight. Same time tomorrow, hot stuff?

"Yeah. Same time tomorrow. Thanks for watching, guys. Hope you didn't make too much of a mess. See you tomorrow!" He smiled and gave the camera another wink before raising his fingers to his lips and slowly licking the cum from them, murring softly and swallowing his salty seed. And with that, his show was over for the night. After saying goodbye to his loyal viewers, he stopped the broadcast and returned to the streaming site's main page. He was about to lie back and relax when he noticed something... A red "1" next to his inbox. Somebody had messaged him. He shrugged; it was probably a fan of his sending him dick pics again. Well, he never said no to dick pics, so he clicked on his inbox.

"Huh?" He tilted his head curiously... The PM he'd gotten was from someone called "BlackTigerCock"... Ethan was confused. That was the creeper from earlier, but Ethan remembered blocking him. He shouldn't have been able to message him. He was confused, and slightly worried, but managed to convince himself this was someone else. Maybe the guy he blocked had a zero in his name instead of an O. The message had no title, which made the whole thing even more mysterious to him and he curiously clicked it. He gulped as he read it.

Shouldn't have blocked me, cub. Now I won't be half as gentle.

Ethan hesitated, staring at the screen for what felt like hours. He wasn't sure what the stranger meant, but he knew he was being threatened. He clicked onto the stranger's profile, which was mainly blank, save for his watchlist and favourites, but that wasn't what he was there for. He hastily clicked on the "block user" button before going back to his inbox to delete the message. There. He wasn't going to hear from "BlackTigerCock" for a while. He closed his browser and lay back in his bed. The message still frightened him a bit, but he put it out of his head. It was probably some asshole trying to scare him. It wouldn't be the first time someone had done something like that; sent him creepy PM's or emails and the like. Like he'd told the chat; it came with the job. If you jerk off for random guys on the Internet then you're bound to attract some creepy motherfuckers at some point. With a nonchalant shrug, Ethan closed his laptop and went to turn off his lights. He was tired after his show and just wanted to go to bed. Lights out, laptop closed, the raccoon climbed into bed and closed his eyes. As much as he tried, he couldn't stop thinking about that message...

Now I won't be half as gentle.

He couldn't stop wondering what that meant. Gentle? Gentle how? Was he hinting that the creeping he'd been doing that night was about to get worse? Ethan shook his head and tried to forget it. He was being paranoid. It was just some jerk who decided to fuck with him is all. It was nothing. He closed his eyes tight and tried to sleep. It took a while, but he eventually managed to drift off, consciousness soon leaving the young raccoon who was still covered in his own cum, too tired to even clean up after himself.

*******

"You staying late again?" Ethan asked, his phone held to his ear.

"Yeah, I've gotta sort out these forms and accounts. Will you be okay by yourself again?" His father's voice replied from the other end.

"Sure, I'm used to it by now." Ethan chuckled.

"Hey, don't say that, it makes it sound like I'm never around..." His father said.

"Heh, sorry... But yeah, I'll be fine. I mean, I have my video games and junk food to keep me company."

"Good. I worry about you, son. Maybe I should hire a babysitter or something, a boy your age shouldn't be left alone like this."

"Dad, I'm fine, I can handle myself."

"That's what every fourteen year old thinks."

"Yeah, well... I mean it. I'll be fine."

"If you say so, kiddo. Ah, I gotta go. That asshole Matthews is yelling at me to get some work done. Lazy fucker should get off his ass and practice what he preaches sometimes."

"Heh, have fun, Dad." Ethan chuckled, hesitated, and then spoke up again, "Hey, Dad?"

"Hm? What's up, Son?"

"You, uh... You know a bit about computers, right?"

"Yeah, why? Your laptop acting up?"

"No, just... Um... Would someone be able to track someone down through... You know what, never mind, it's nothing."

"Huh? No, I want to hear it, what were you going to say?"

"It's nothing, really! I just... Ah, they showed some kinda Internet safety video in class the other day, it said people could use the internet to track you down and kidnap you and shit..."

"Language. But I see why you're worried. Heh, don't worry, kiddo, unless they're really good, and I mean cop-show-level good, then they'd have to get some sort of malware or virus onto your machine, unless you gave them your IP address or something."

"Ah. Good. Well I don't think I have any viruses or anything, and I'm not really sure what an IP address is-"

"Or unless you connected to some kind of unprotected streaming service or something. But, like I said, unless they're really good at that stuff they'll have a hard time tracking you down." Ethan's blood ran cold.

"O...kay... I see. Hey, I gotta go now, catch you later?"

"Sure. You sound worried, everything okay?"

"Yeah... I guess... I mean, yeah, I'm fine. Um, bye, Dad."

"Bye, Son." with that, they hung up. Ethan immediately went up to his room and sat on his bed.

"Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck... Fuck!" He cursed aloud, "No, come on, this is bullshit. This isn't TV, nobody's gonna track me down and kidnap me or anything..." He checked the time, "Thirty minutes 'till my show..." He considered skipping today. He could make a post on his account about how he'd been stricken with some kind of sudden illness and couldn't stream today. His watchers would understand.

"No... No, I can't do that. That's what that asshole wants; that's why people like that troll people like me, to get them to stop doing what they're doing. I won't give him the satisfaction. Show's going on as normal. Fuck I'm thirsty. Maybe I can sneak one of Dad's beers from the fridge without him knowing. He got up from his bed and left his room, closing the door behind him before going downstairs and into the kitchen. He checked the fridge.

"Awr, Dad's only got that crappy tasting generic beer... Whatever, I think I need to be drunk after last night." He grabbed a can and closed the fridge door, opening his beer and taking a sip, wincing as the bitter taste hit his tongue, "How can Dad drink this crap?" He grunted and went back upstairs, pushing past his ajar door and closing it behind him. He took a couple steps towards his bed and froze up.

"Drinking your Daddy's beer? Oh, you really are a naughty cub, aren't you?" A deep voice spoke from behind him. Ethan stood stock still, his body tensing up and his hand practically crushing the can of beer in his hand, "What's wrong, camwhore? Aren't you going to say hello to a devoted fan?"

"H...Hell...o...?" Ethan whimpered in reply.

"Good cub. Turn around." The voice ordered. Ethan, scared as he was, did as he was ordered and slowly turned around to face the intruder. He gulped as he was met with a big, beefy tiger, nearly twice his size. Covered in black and white fur, dressed in a surprisingly casual shirt and jeans, a muscle gut pushing against his t-shirt, bright yellow eyes glaring down at the young raccoon.

"Y...you're..." Ethan whimpered.

"BlackTigerCock. Yeah. Didn't appreciate you blocking me, cub." The bigger male spoke and stepped towards Ethan who was too intimidated to step away from him. "That was pretty damn rude. I was just trying to tell you how dangerous what you're doing is." He gave a wide, toothy smirk that had the smaller raccoon shuddering.

"I'm... I'm sorry... I thought you were being-"

"Thought I was being creepy, yeah?" The tiger growled, "Yeah, I know. Doesn't matter anyway, I got around your block. Saw the rest of your show. Slutty little fucker as always."

"A-As always?"

"Yeah. You think that was your first show I watched? I've been watching you for a while. I just love your show, cub." He grinned and took Ethan's chin in his hand, "Jerked off plenty of times watching you strip and dance for the camera. Kept imagining what I'd do to you if I were there. You know, camwhore, I've fantasized about being a special guest on your little show for ages now."

"Special guest? Y-You want to... jerk off with me?"

"Ha! Close, cub, but no. Look at me, slut boy." He glared into Ethan's eyes, a wide, evil grin on his face, "Listen to me. You're going to do your show tonight, and you're going to introduce me as just that: your special guest. You with me?" Ethan nodded slowly, obediently, "And then we're gonna do the show together. And then..." He leaned forward slowly. Ethan could feel the warm breath of the tiger on his ear as the bigger male whispered to him, "I'm going to _fuck_you." He growled. Ethan whimpered, his eyes widening.

"N...no... I'm... I've never... I'm... a virgin..." He whimpered, as if saying that would deter the intruder.

"Oh, I know, boy. I heard you say so last night. And let me tell you, I'm really looking forward to popping your cherry tonight, live, on air!" He laughed wickedly.

"Y-You can't! I'll... I'll tell my fans what you're doing! This is rape! They'll call the cops!" The tiger's smirk faded and was replaced with a fear-inducing scowl.

"I fucking wouldn't, kid. Because after I'm done here, I'm going to leave you here, and I'm going to go home. But if you so much as fucking hint to your pervy little fanbase that I'm raping you, you'll be coming with me."

"W-What?" Ethan asked.

"You heard me." The tiger growled, "If you step outta line, I'll drag you out of here, shove you in my car and drive you back to my place. Then... I think I'll lock you in my basement. Tie you up, keep you there and use you whenever I want. You listening, camwhore?!"

"Y-Yes!" Ethan gasped, staring up at the big, intimidating feline.

"Good boy. You promise to behave?"

"Y-Yes, I promise..." Ethan said.

"Yeah, good slut." He checked the clock on Ethan's wall, "Ten minutes. You're starting at the regular time, aren't you, cub?" Ethan just nodded. "Good. Now, remember what you gotta do. Start the stream as normal, then introduce me. I'll take it from there."

"O-Okay..." Ethan said.

"One thing before we get started though..." He went over to Ethan's laptop and looked through it before he found the raccoon's email. "Who the fuck uses Gmail...? Whatever." Ethan saw the tiger fish out a card from his pocket and check it. After peaking over at it, Ethan recognized it as one of his Dad's business cards... The tiger must have gone through his house and found it. Ethan was curious what he was going to do with it though. He watched as the tiger opened up a new email and copied his father's email from the card into the "Send" box.

"W-What are you-"

"Quiet, camwhore." The tiger said. He typed into the "Subject" box and named it simply "Hi, Daddy!" before moving on to the email itself.

"Hi, Daddy! I found something you'll like! Watch this ;)"

Ethan went wide eyed in horror as the tiger copied and pasted his webshow's URL into the email.

"N-No! What are you doing?!" Ethan cried out and rushed the tiger, but was easily pushed away by the stronger feline, "N-No, please!" Too late. The "Send" button was already clicked and the email on its way. The next time Ethan's father checked his emails, he was going to find a link to his son's sexy webshow. The tiger went back to Ethan's page and looked over at him, grinning evilly.

"I just thought your daddy would want to see what his boy gets up to when he's not around."

"I... I can't do this, what if my Dad sees?!"

"Oh, I'm sure he will. Maybe he'll like it. Seeing his boy used like some cheap streetside whore..." Ethan whimpered and glared at the tiger hatefully.

"You... You bastard!" He yelled. The tiger practically leapt to his feet and towered over the teenager, glowering down at him. Any sense of courage or defiance Ethan felt immediately ebbed from his body and he cowered in fear of the tiger.

"Tsk, you suck dick with that mouth, boy?" He growled, "Apologize."

"I'm... I'm sorry..." Ethan whimpered.

"Good boy." He stepped away from the raccoon and turned to face him and his laptop, "Show should start soon. Get ready." Ethan just nodded in reply. He didn't have a choice. He could fight back or run, but the tiger looked so big, so strong... He knew he wouldn't be able to fight or outrun him. Time went by and the two of them just stood there, an awkward silence hanging in the air as they both counted down the seconds until it was time for the show.

"Now." The tiger said, the moment the clock hit nine, "Go on." Ethan lay on his bed as he usually did, his laptop by his side. He hovered the mouse over the "Start Show!" button and hesitated...

"P...Please don't make me do this... I'll..." He gulped, "I'll do anything just... don't make me broadcast this..."

"Awr, what's wrong? Little camwhore getting stage fright?" The tiger laughed, "Well, tough shit, boy. Now start the show!" Ethan looked at the tiger and then back to his laptop. Without any other alternative, he started the broadcast and his image appeared on screen.

"H-Hey, guys! Glad you could make it..." He considered trying to hint at his viewers that something was wrong, but he didn't want to anger the tiger. The thought of being tied up in his basement, used like some sort of sex slave... He couldn't risk that.

Mad2Bhere: Hey, cub! Looking good as always!

HardWolf: I had to come back after last night's show! So, what you got planned tonight?

Ethan gulped at the question. The tiger glared at him and nodded slowly.

"I... Um, I actually have something special planned tonight..." He said. He hesitated and gulped nervously before continuing, "I have... a special guest tonight."

Mad2Bhere: Special guest?

RaccoonF*cker62: Wait, are we gonna see the little slut get fucked tonight?

T4ilCh4ser69: Aw shit, and I wanted to be the one to pop the little whore's cherry!

"Ah, y-yep! Um..." He looked at the tiger, who had been out of shot until now when he decided to step up to the raccoon, making himself visible to the viewers.

"Hey. You guys don't need to know my name, all you need to know is that I'll be fucking this dirty camwhore tonight." Ethan gulped nervously as he spoke.

HardWolf: Damn! Look at that stud! This gonna be good!

Mad2Bhere: Shit, be gentle with the li'l guy, you look like you could break him.

The tiger laughed at that.

"Gentle? Awr, the li'l slut doesn't need me to be gentle, do you, boy?" he chuckled and gave Ethan's ass a good, hard slap, squeezing his rump through the shorts he was wearing. Ethan gasped in surprise and whimpered in reply, "So, I don't like wasting time, so let's get the show going. On your feet, fucktoy!" He grabbed the raccoon and dragged him off the bed. Ethan just let out a sudden, surprised cry as he was forced to his feet and shoved against the wall. The tiger checked the laptop to make sure they were both in frame, which they were, before returning his attention back to the cub he had in his grasp.

"I'm gonna have so much fun with you." The tiger growled before leaning forward and kissing at Ethan's neck.

"Ohh!" Ethan gasped out, his body shivering as he felt the tiger form a tight seal with his mouth, his tongue working over the fur of his neck while he sucked and kissed at it. Ethan struggled and gasped, letting out involuntary moans as the tiger kissed him. He could feel the feline stick a hand under Ethan's shirt and start stroking at his belly, running his hand all over his body, caressing his fur, his fingers running softly across his belly, his sides, his back, making the smaller male shudder at his touch before moving his hands slowly upwards until he felt his fingers rubbing across Ethan's stiff, nipples.

"Ohh! Oh, p-please... It's...it's too much..."

"Mrrr, you love it, cub." The tiger breathed into his ear, "Damn I love how much you moan. Haven't even started yet and you're already whimpering like a bitch!" He gave one of Ethan's sensitive nipples a good, hard squeeze.

"Ahh! Oh fuck! Ohh!" Ethan gasped and whimpered and struggled, "Please...!" The tiger didn't reply, but instead slowly ran his tongue up the teen's neck, his breath warming the raccoon's fur. Ethan whimpered as the tiger moved upwards and slowly, teasingly licked up the boy's ear. Ethan couldn't help but shudder as the stronger male whispered to him.

"Gonna have so much fun with you, cub." He breathed, his voice low, raspy, only slightly above growling, "Gonna use you good and hard, make you moan real nice. Wonder if your daddy's tuned in yet." Ethan blushed deeply at that and whimpered. His father was at work, he'd be busy, there's no way he'd have the time to check out a random link sent to him. Ethan couldn't help but worry though. What if his father did click the link? What if he was watching right now? Watching as he went all limp and submissive for the big tiger? He considered trying to break away, or begging his audience for help, maybe beg them to call the cops... No, he couldn't. He remembered the tiger's threats. If he stepped out of line he'd be dragged off with him, locked in his cellar, kept as some sort of sex toy. He put all thoughts of resisting out of his head and let the tiger do what he wanted.

Ethan wriggled and moaned in the tiger's grasp as his ear was licked and nibbled, his neck kissed and suckled. He caught a glimpse of the chat. It was going wild; there were already over a hundred viewers, and most of them were cheering the raccoon and tiger on. The tiger turned to the camera.

"How 'bout I tear this little slut's clothes off already, eh?" He smirked. Messages came pouring in, begging the tiger to hurry and wrench the raccoon boy's clothing from him. There were a few comments pointing out how uncomfortable Ethan seemed to be acting during the whole thing, but the majority of comments were egging the tiger on, "Heh, you got it, boys!" The tiger laughed and grabbed the teen's shirt.

"N-No!" Ethan gasped and struggled, but stopped when the tiger glared down at him. Remembering his threats, Ethan shut up and let the tiger do as he wished. He grunted as he felt the bigger male tugging at his shirt, pulling it up his body hastily, giving harsh, rough tugs at the garment until he'd finally stripped the young raccoon's torso. He flung the shirt to the floor and gazed down at topless boy.

"Fuck, you're even hotter in person." He smirked and ran a finger slowly down Ethan's body, running it over one of his nipples and forcing a gasp from his throat. Ethan felt the tiger trace his finger down his tubby belly, tickling him slightly, his finger soon reaching the top of the raccoon's shorts. Ethan gazed up at him, eyes begging for mercy, but his mouth remaining closed. The tiger moved his hand further down and got a sudden gasp from the teen as he cupped Ethan's crotch, gripping his bulge firmly and giving it a good rub. The tiger let out a low growl and leaned in close, his mouth coming close to Ethan's ear yet again.

"You're a slut." He whispered, "What are you?" Ethan remained silent, "What are you, boy?!" His grip on Ethan's crotch tightened.

"Ahh! A-A slut!" He gasped.

"Now tell our loyal viewers that." The tiger growled, relaxing his grip and continuing to rub Ethan's still clothed sheath and balls. Ethan turned his head towards the camera.

"I'm... I'm a slut." He said.

"Like you mean it." The tiger growled.

"I'm a slut!" Ethan gasped, the tiger's hand expertly working over his package, "I'm a dirty, naughty little slut!"

"Good boy!" The bigger male continued to molest the helpless raccoon, getting a loud moan from him when he clamped his mouth around his neck once again and started kissing him.

********

Ping! James, the middle-aged raccoon, father of young Ethan, heard the sound of his office computer notifying him of an email. He let out a disgruntled sigh, adjusting his glasses and staring at the documents laid out in front of him. He shook his head; so much work for one raccoon. And that email was doubtless from one of his co-workers or managers demanding more work from him. He turned his attention to his computer and clicked onto his email. He let out a curious noise when he caught site of a familiar email atop the mass of spam emails that his filter had missed trying to sell him cheap Viagra.

"That's Ethan's email." He said, "What's he doing messaging my work email?" the email's title was the next thing that caught his eye, "Hey, Daddy...? When's he ever called me Daddy before?" Curiously, he clicked the email.

Hi, Daddy! I found something you'll like! Watch this ;)

Below that was a URL. James just sighed.

"He knows better than to send me random videos when I'm at work." He said, "I'll watch it when I get home." He was about to click off his email and get back to work, but stopped. He looked at the URL curiously and eventually just shrugged, "Screw it, maybe it's a funny cat video. Could do with something cute and funny to watch right about now." He clicked the link.

It took a moment to load, the internet connection at work wasn't the best, but he found himself brought to a site called "PrivateCams.com"... He raised a curious eyebrow, wondering what kind of site his son had linked him to. The name sounded vaguely like some sort of porn site. Sure enough, as the video buffered, he saw the chat messages on the side. Full of horny men talking about some filthy slut boy who was apparently being groped and made out with. What in the world was Ethan doing sending him this kind of stuff? Maybe he thought his father could do with some unwinding after working so hard, and he wasn't wrong. James had to admit, sending him some hardcore porn to help him unwind from working was a nice sentiment. But why on Earth did he have to send it to him while he was at work? He was about to click off the site when the video fully loaded. He froze up, his brain taking a few seconds to fully process what he was seeing.

"What...the fuck?" He breathed, his eyes wide with shock. On the screen, being broadcast to over two hundred people, was his son, pinned against the wall, topless, by a bulky, black-furred tiger who towered over the young teen, a strong hand on the raccoon's crotch and his mouth on his neck. James heard his son whimpering and moaning, confused noises escaping the older raccoon's throat as Ethan cried out:

"I'm a slut! A filthy little slut boy!" Was this some kind of joke? A prank or something? No... It couldn't be. That was Ethan; he knew his own son when he saw him. That tiger was in his house, in his son's room, kissing and groping the young raccoon while he squirmed in the tiger's grasp.

A million thoughts ran through his head at once. He needed to close the window. He needed to get home; beat the shit out of that bastard; call the cops; do something! He tried to force himself out of his office chair but found himself frozen, unable to move, his eyes trained on the computer screen. The tiger kept kissing at Ethan's neck while he groped his package until the feline grew bolder and slipped his hand inside the raccoon's shorts.

"Ohh!" Ethan moaned out submissively, his hips giving an involuntary thrust into the tiger's hand. James's fists clenched. Why couldn't he move? That was his son there, letting that tiger fondle and grope him like that, he needed to get home! He kept telling himself that; that he needed to get home... But he didn't move. He just kept watching, eyes wide, mouth open, a strange feeling running through his body as he watched his own son being manhandled. The tiger kept kissing and groping the younger raccoon, fondling his crotch and making Ethan whimper under him.

"Mm, big cub." The tiger whispered to him, too quiet for the stream to pick up. Ethan just blushed deeply, "Why don't we get these shorts of yours off already?"

"Mm...!" Ethan gasped submissively as the tiger slowly licked up his ear seductively and gripped his shorts. James just stared in disbelief. Was the tiger actually going to do it? Strip his son of the last of his clothing, leave him completely naked for the hordes of horny men watching? As if in answer to James's disbelief, the tiger yanked Ethan's shorts down, letting them drop to his ankles, pulling down his underwear with him, leaving him totally naked. James couldn't help but check out the chat. There were dozens of messages talking about how they were loving the show, talking about how they were jerking off while watching the two males. James felt a lump in his throat. They were all jerking off to his own son, his own flesh and blood. They all had their eyes on the young raccoon as this big tiger had his way with him... James felt so violated. This was happening to his own boy, in his own home... The tiger gripped Ethan's sheath and started rubbing it, smirking down at him wickedly. James licked his lips, staring at what was happening on screen. It was then that he realized that, while all this was happening to his son, James had been touching himself, rubbing his hand against the crotch of his pants. He gasped and pulled his hand away, shocked with himself. What was he doing? That was his own son on there! This was horrible, perverted, wrong! But holy fuck was it hot...

His hand trembled slightly and James slowly moved it towards his crotch. He shouldn't... He couldn't, could he? As if answering his question, James felt his cock twitch, emerging from his sheath and pressing against his boxer shorts. Unable to stop himself, James put his hand back on his crotch and gave his growing member a squeeze through his pants. The tiger was starting to strip himself off at this point, tearing his shirt off and kicking off his shoes, unbuttoning and unzipping his pants and pulling them off.

"Oh fuck..." James gasped, his eyes locked onto the semi-hard monster between the tiger's legs. Not fully hard yet and it was already an impressive size, and goddamn was it thick. James's cock gave another twitch as he imagined that thing being used on his son.

"Like it, boy?" The tiger growled, "Why don't you give it a good rubbing, camwhore?" He grabbed Ethan's hand and placed it on his growing shaft. Ethan gasped, the warm length pressing against the fur of his palm, "Stroke it." The tiger ordered. Ethan looked up at the tiger nervously, unsure. They stared into each other's eyes, the tiger glaring down at him dominantly. Ethan considered arguing or begging for mercy for a moment, but decided to just give in. He just needed to stroke it, that was all. He took the tiger's cock in his hand and held it firmly, getting an approving moan from the big feline.

"That's it, boy. Stroke it good." Ethan did so reluctantly, running his hand up and down the shaft as he felt it pulsing and hardening in his hand. The tiger let out a low, pleasured growl as his bitch played with him. Before long his tip was leaking pre-cum with dripped down his shaft and onto Ethan's fingers. The teen didn't stop. He kept obediently stroking the bigger man's cock, working his hand up and down it slowly until he heard the tiger growl to him: "Faster". Ethan did as he was ordered and picked up the pace, getting a soft sigh and grin from the feline, "Good boy. Good little cock slut."

Up and down, Ethan worked at the tiger's cock, looking down at the big, thick cock in his hand as it grew harder and harder until the stroking he was giving it drove it to full hardness. The tiger let Ethan give his cock a few more strokes before grabbing him by the wrist, getting a surprised "Yip!" from the teen. James watched, unable to take his eyes away from that monster between the big male's legs. It was so big... Was he actually going to use that on his poor, helpless son? Ashamed as James was to admit it, his cock gave an excited twitch at the thought. Gripping Ethan's wrist firmly, the tiger brought his hand up to the raccoon's face.

"Looks like your fingers got a bit messy, cub. Clean 'em." Ethan whimpered and looked up at the tiger.

"C...Clean them?" He asked.

"You heard me!" The tiger growled, "Open your mouth and lick your fingers clean, boy!" Ethan hesitated, unsure, before the tiger just went ahead and shoved Ethan's pre-covered fingers inside his mouth.

"Mmmph!" The raccoon groaned and ran his tongue over the fur of his fingers, lapping up the tiger's pre, the salty taste filling his mouth. The tiger chuckled and gave Ethan a few moments to clean them nice and good before letting him pull his fingers from his maw.

"Good cub." He said, "But there's still one more problem..." He reached down and grabbed the young raccoon's crotch, "You're not hard yet, boy. What's wrong, not enjoying yourself? Aren't I good enough for the little whore? C'mon, let's get this dick of yours nice 'n' hard. I bet our loyal viewers would like that." He rubbed the raccoon's sheath, bringing his other hand around and gripping Ethan's plump behind. James could feel his cock growing harder, straining against his boxers, begging for attention. He squeezed it through his pants, watching as the tiger played with the younger raccoon's body. His cock felt so hard... He needed to play with it. He shook the thoughts from his mind, abhorred by the thought of pleasuring himself to this. But those thoughts refused to leave his mind. His cock demanded attention and there was little he could do to stop himself when his hand slipped into his pants and started stroking at his aching length. He let out a soft whimper, looking over at his office door, making sure it was closed, before looking back at the video... His son seemed nervous and James wasn't sure if Ethan wanted to go along with what was happening or if the tiger was blackmailing or threatening him somehow... It didn't matter. All James cared about at that moment was getting off to what was happening on screen. He unbuttoned his pants and spread his legs, gripping his cock tight and giving it a few good tugs.

Meanwhile, the tiger was still manhandling the much smaller raccoon, one hand on his sheath, the other on his ass. Ethan felt the strong, black-furred hand rubbing and squeezing at his chubby cheeks, giving them some good attention before making the teen gasp out as one of the tiger's fingers ran over his crack, rubbing against his taint softly.

"Please..." Ethan gasped, looking up at the tiger, "G...Gentle...?"

"Gentle?" The tiger breathed, "Didn't you get my message last night? I told you; there's no way I'm going to be gentle." Ethan whimpered, eyes widening as he realized what that message last night meant... He gulped nervously. He'd pissed the tiger off by blocking him, and now he was going to have to deal with whatever the big, scary feline had in store for him. Ethan shivered at the tiger's touch as the feline ran a finger over the top of his sheath. He considered resisting, trying to keep himself from getting hard despite the expert fingers working at his sheath, but he knew that if he denied him he'd likely be punished for it. He just gave in, going limp and playing along with what his tormentor wanted. It only took a few seconds for Ethan to feel his length starting to harden in the tiger's grasp, growing harder and harder as the tiger smirked and licked his lips, his own monster of a cock twitching in anticipation of having his way with the bitch. Ethan whimpered and squirmed in the tiger's grasp, his cock growing steadily harder as the bigger male moved his hand up and down his shaft. Ethan gasped when he felt the tiger's fingers running over his overly sensitive tip, his cock twitching in response and his body shivering.

"Please..." Ethan whimpered.

"Hmm? What's wrong, cub?" The tiger growled, slowly running a finger over Ethan's cock head.

"P-Please... Be gentle with me..." Ethan looked up at him pleadingly, his eyes begging for mercy. The tiger just sniggered as he glared down at him.

"Keep begging, boy. You look cute when you beg. I still ain't going easy on you." He looked down at Ethan's now throbbing hard raccoon cock, "Heh, nice. Not bad, for a cub." He smirked and pressed their bodies together, their hard, naked lengths rubbing each other. Ethan could feel the tiger's warm manhood throbbing and twitching against his own and gulped nervously. He looked down at their two cocks; the tiger's being nearly twice the size of the young raccoon's. Ethan tried to step away from him but found himself trapped between the tiger's huge, intimidating form and his bedroom wall. There was nowhere for him to run, no way for him to escape. He was trapped and helpless.

"So! What does our faithful audience think I should do with this horny slut of a cub?" He smirked and turned to the chat. Ethan's father still sat in his office, his pants tugged down below his furry balls and his hard cock throbbing in his hand, eyes trained on the screen in front of him, heart beating fast as he watched his son being touched, manhandled and humiliated in front of hundreds of viewers. The tiger looked directly into the webcam and James couldn't help but shudder at his gaze. It felt as if he was looking at him. Directly at him. As if he could see the older raccoon through the webcam, as if the look in his eyes was saying to him: "See this? This is your son I'm about to fuck... And you're going to watch. And enjoy it." James watched as the chat filled up with people requesting the tiger do all manner of things to his boy. They wanted to see Ethan fucked, used, humiliated. They wanted to see the boy's lips wrapped around the tiger's huge cock and wanted to see the feline covering the slut's face with his cum. James could feel his blood run cold as he read the comments. But still, despite how bad and how dirty he felt, he kept stroking himself. He couldn't stop himself. He kept jerking off as he watched the tiger groping and touching his own son. James was a naughty raccoon. A filthy, shameless raccoon. But he didn't care, he just kept working at his cock, unable to tear his eyes away from the screen.

Spank him

James's heart leapt in surprise when he saw the chat message.

He's been a bad boy, doing all this stuff behind his daddy's back. Think he needs to be punished.

The tiger spoke up.

"Heh, spanking, eh? You guys think the naughty cub here needs a good spanking?" Ethan whimpered at that.

"S-Spanking...?" He asked.

"You know what? I think I like that idea. They're right, you're a real naughty boy, cub." The tiger smirked down at him, an evil, menacing look on his face.

"P-Please n- ah!" Ethan gasped in surprise as the tiger suddenly gripped him by the wrists and flung him onto the bed, causing the laptop to shake slightly. The tiger walked over, taking the laptop in his hands and placing it on Ethan's bedside table, knocking the slut's lamp and alarm clock to the floor as he did. He adjusted the laptop's position slightly, making sure the webcam had a good view of the bed where he was planning on dishing out the poor cub's punishment. Once he was content with its position he went back over to Ethan before sitting down next to him.

"Come here, boy!" He ordered, his voice booming, full of dominance. He grabbed the younger male and unceremoniously dragged him over his knees, shifting a bit and getting comfortable before turning his attention to the plump raccoon ass presented in front of him. Ethan could feel the tiger's hard, throbbing cock pressing against his body as he lay across the male's legs. James's kept watching, hand working furiously up and down his cock. The tiger placed a firm hand on Ethan's rump and licked his lips in anticipation. He was going to have fun with this. He got a soft squeak from Ethan when he gave the boy's ass a good, hard squeeze, enjoying the feel of the raccoon's chubby, plump behind and the feel of his fur on his hand.

"Fuck this is a nice ass, boy." The tiger growled and ran his hand slowly up and down Ethan's cheeks, "Heh, well, no point in wasting time!" Ethan braced himself when he felt the tiger's hand move away from his ass. He knew what was coming and tried to ready himself as best he could. The tiger raised his hand high above his head before finally bringing it down hard on Ethan's furry ass.

"Ahhh!" Ethan cried out and buried his head into the bed covers, his fists clenching, burning pain spreading through his ass. The tiger slapped him again, making his bitch cry out in pain, the sound of the tiger's hand hitting his rump echoing throughout the room. Ethan whimpered and bit into the bed covers, trying hopelessly to ignore the burning, stinging pain.

"What's wrong? Can the naughty boy not take his punishment?" The tiger brought his hand down again onto Ethan's ass, managing to slap him particularly hard, the loud, harsh slapping sound making James wince as he watched.

"Fuck..." James breathed, his cock leaking pre-cum, the fur of his hand now covered in the stuff. He couldn't believe what he was watching. What that tiger was doing... That was something a parent does to their child, and yet there he was, doing it to _his_son. James felt so violated. The tiger had come into his home, without his permission, and was now spanking his son, and all the while James just watched. He should be calling the cops or rushing home to help his son, but he didn't. He sat there, alone in his office, jerking his cock while he watched his boy being spanked by another man. He was such a filthy, perverted raccoon.

Slap! The sound of Ethan's spanking rang in his ears as the tiger slapped his chubby little rump again and again, making sure to spank him good and hard, making the boy moan and cry out whenever he brought his hand down once again. Ethan's eyes started to water and he began to whimper and sob into his covers.

"S-Stop...!" He begged, "Stop, please!"

"Shut up, slut!" The tiger growled, giving his ass another slap, "Shut up and take your punishment you dirty little bitch!" More merciless spanks followed, "What are you?!" The tiger growled.

"Mmrph!" Ethan just groaned into the bed covers in reply.

"I asked you a question, bitch!" Spank!

"Ahh! A-A dirty little bitch!" Ethan cried out.

"Louder!"

"A dirty little bitch! I'm a dirty little bitch!" Ethan moaned out as loud as he could.

"Good boy!" The tiger laughed mockingly and brought his hand down hard one last time on Ethan's stinging ass, "I think you've learned your lesson for now." With a grunt, he pushed the young raccoon off his knees and stood up, looking down at the panting Ethan, the skin of his ass visibly red under his brown and red fur. The tiger just gave a chuckle and adjusted the laptop's position yet again, making sure the webcam was in the right position to see everything he had planned next. He didn't want the viewers to miss a moment of this. He turned to face Ethan, stepping away from the bed, his cock throbbing between his legs.

"Come here." He ordered. Ethan ignored him. He just lay on the bed, panting and whimpering. The tiger raised his voice, "Come here, boy!" Ethan gave an intimidated "Yip!" at the sudden aggression in his voice and leapt to his feet as fast as he could, wincing at the pain in his ass. The tiger snapped his fingers.

"Here. On your knees."

"H-Huh?"

"Don't make me repeat myself!" The tiger growled. Ethan didn't want to anger him further. He didn't want to be punished anymore, his ass already stung enough. He obediently knelt down in front of the tiger, suddenly realizing what the bigger male had planned for him when he came face-to-crotch with the big feline. He stared at the big, fat, throbbing cock in front of him before gazing up at the tiger.

"Y...You want me to...?" He whimpered.

"Yeah." The tiger placed a firm hand on Ethan's head, gripping his hair tight, "Get it in your mouth, fuckslut. Suck me off." Ethan hesitated and stammered nervously and his tormentor soon grew impatient, "Come on, boy! You don't want to disappoint our audience, do you? If you did, then I'd _really_have to punish you." Ethan noted the threat in the tiger's voice with a whimper and looked back down at the pre-dripping length presented to him. The viewers were going wild. The chat was filled with messages from the horny audience, demanding the young raccoon get his mouth around that huge tiger cock.

"Getting tired of waiting, slut!" The tiger growled and forced Ethan's face into his crotch, getting a surprised groan from him as the feline's thick, musky scent assaulted his nose and flooded his senses. The tiger gripped Ethan's hair in on hand and took the base of his shaft in the other, rubbing his aching cock all over the little bitch's face, smearing his fur with his pre-cum before pushing his hardness against Ethan's mouth, "Open!" He ordered. With a reluctant whimper, Ethan did so. He slowly opened his mouth and gave a muffled gasp as he suddenly found his maw filled with the tiger's cock.

The taste immediately filled his mouth, the salty pre smearing across his tongue as the tiger's cock violated his muzzle. James watched, wide eyed, his own cock throbbing painfully between his legs as he pleasured himself. He gasped and moaned, groaning with pleasure, the speed of his strokes varying so that he didn't go over the edge too soon. He heard Ethan groaning as he was made to take that cock deep down his throat, the tiger holding onto him firmly, thrusting forward, burying inch after inch of the big, thick thing inside him.

"Your tongue, slut." The tiger gasped with pleasure, "Use it." Ethan whimpered but did as he was told and ran his tongue over the man's shaft, which at this point was covered in pre-cum which Ethan quickly lapped up. He hesitated once his mouth was full of the stuff. He didn't know what to do with it. He couldn't spit it out, not with the tiger's cock in his mouth... Was he expected to swallow? Ethan looked up at the black-furred male, hoping that wasn't the case. The tiger just stared back at him, grunting and moaning as he forced his slut to suck him off. Ethan saw no other option and hesitated before finally swallowing the thick, salty stuff reluctantly.

"Mmm... Mrrph!" Ethan's muffled protests filled the room. The tiger wasn't letting up. He kept forcing himself deeper and deeper down Ethan's throat and the poor abused teenager had to force back his gag reflex in order to take it. He squirmed and wriggled in the bigger male's grasp, but he wasn't going anywhere. The tiger made sure he stayed in place, the huge feline cock lodged firmly inside his mouth, down his throat. Before long the whole thing had been shoved inside him.

"Suck on it, fuckboy!" The tiger ordered as he started humping into the raccoon boy's mouth. Ethan could only groan and whimper as he obediently suckled on the rod in his mouth, "That's it... Fuck you've got a good mouth, bitch." He grunted and began rhythmically pounding into Ethan's maw with slow, steady thrusts. Ethan gave a soft gasp whenever he felt the tiger's cock forced down his throat yet again, forced to breathe through his nose as the tiger's member violated his mouth.

James was still watching. He watched as the tiger worked his cock in and out of his boy's mouth, gripping his head tight and face-fucking him hard. He spread his legs wide, gripping his shaft tight as he played with himself, his gasps and moans filling his office, his hand and shaft covered in pre.

"Suck it you whore..." He couldn't believe the words came out of his mouth. Part of him felt like he should stop; zip up his pants and hurry home to stop this... But his dick had other ideas. He just sat back, jerking off while the tiger raped his boy's mouth, the feeling of shame he felt mere moments ago giving way to his lust and horniness. The horny older raccoon was a slave to his own cock.

The tiger picked up the pace. His thrusting intensified and Ethan could hear his breathing becoming heavier.

"Unf! Mmph! Nghh!" Ethan whimpered around the dick in his mouth, unable to do anything as the bigger male's thrusting reached a fever pitch, his aching tip pouring thick globs of pre-cum into the slut's mouth. The tiger felt his cock and balls tensing up. He was close and Ethan could sense the tiger's body tensing. The young raccoon barely had a moment to prepare himself before he found his mouth flooded with the bigger man's thick seed, the tiger's roar of pleasure filling his ears while he came.

"Swallow it! Swallow it unless you want to be punished again, fuckboy!" Ethan did as he was commanded, the thick, warm stuff sliding down his throat. The tiger pounded away at Ethan's face for a few more moments while he came, his body awash with pleasure, shivering and closing his eyes, his teeth clenching as his nuts pumped load after load of hot tiger spunk inside Ethan's belly. Suddenly, the tiger pulled out and Ethan gasped, his face suddenly being covered in the tiger's cum. The bigger male gripped his cock and stroked it, shooting the last of his load all over his slut's face. The chat made sure to post their approval, posting messages about how they'd just blown their load while watching the tiger fucking the slutty raccoon's face while others pleaded with the tiger to go in for a second round. James stared wide eyed at his now cum-covered son, his hand still working his dick as if it were on autopilot.

"Holy fuck..." He gasped. James had seen so much porn in his lifetime, but he'd never seen anything that made his cock scream for attention as much as this... He knew he should be ashamed of himself, but that feeling had long since left him. He liked this. He _loved_this. He started to slow his stroking. He knew the show was far from over and he didn't want to blow his load until he saw everything the tiger was going to do to his horny fuckslut of a son.

Ethan looked up and gasped when he felt the tiger slap his cum-covered cock across his face. He rubbed his tip against his fur, smearing him in the stuff, smirking wickedly down at him.

"There, bitch. Wasn't so bad was it? Bet you loved the taste, huh?" Ethan groaned in reply, cum dripping from his mouth and landing on the light-brown fur of his tubby belly, "Awr, too much to swallow for your first time?" The tiger laughed and slapped his cock against Ethan's muzzle, "So... What do I do with you now?"

"N...Now?" Ethan asked. He'd hoped that he was finished. He'd just cum down his throat, what else did he want?

"What, you think I'd be satisfied with just getting my dick sucked? Nah, I'm not finished with you yet, you dirty li'l camwhore. Maybe I'll ask the audience!" He turned to the webcam, "Well? What do you boys want to see?" James couldn't help but look at the chat... He noticed the message at the bottom: "Signed in as "Guest": type to start chatting!" He didn't need an account to use the chat... He could post something. He gulped, his hand slowly moving away from his cock and over to his keyboard... He hesitated. Could he really do this? Take a direct part in what was happening to his son? His fingers seemed to move on their own, as if answering him. He typed in his message and hit enter, staring at the chat as he saw his message pop up.

Fuck the slut in the ass.

He was shocked with himself. He couldn't believe he'd done that... A ton of messages popped up in the chat. A few of them wanted to see Ethan sucking more cock, but most of them were backing up James' request. They wanted to see the slutty raccoon boy taking cock up the ass.

"You want to see him fucked, boys?" The tiger smirked. Ethan looked up in horror. He couldn't. That monster of a cock inside his ass? He knew the tiger wasn't going to use any lube either. That huge thing raping his virgin ass dry...

"Please..." Ethan whimpered.

"Please? Please, what? You begging for my cock now, boy?" The tiger chuckled mockingly, his evil smirk changing to a wicked scowl as he glared at the boy, "Remember what I said before, fuckboy. No disappointing our audience, or... Well, you know what'll happen." Ethan gulped and shivered, recalling the threat of being locked in the tiger's basement for who knows how long.

"Then... L-Lube?" He asked, a pathetic, submissive tone to his voice.

"Lube?" The tiger laughed, as if Ethan had just asked an outrageous question, "Where's the fun in that? No way, boy. I'm going in dry. On your feet!" Ethan did as he was told, leaping to his feet at the tiger's command. The bigger male traced a finger down his body, brushing his finger against his stiff nipple, ticking his body slightly and making Ethan moan at his touch. They stared into each other's eyes, Ethan's eyes pleading with the tiger to take it easy on him. The tiger didn't oblige.

Ethan suddenly found himself grabbed by the tiger and forcefully spun around. He was pushed forward and bent over the bed, his ass sticking out, exposed. He felt the feline grab his ass, giving it a few good squeezes as he got into position before grabbing Ethan's bushy tail and pulling it to the side. He purred in approval when he laid eyes on that tight ass of his.

"Mrrr, look at this little fuckhole of yours." He growled, "I can just tell you're a virgin. You look so tight." He reached down and pressed a finger against Ethan's taint, getting a sudden gasp from the boy. He rubbed his finger against his entrance, stroking and teasing it, making Ethan moan at his touch before forcing the digit forward. Ethan clenched his teeth and grunted, his hands clawing at the bedsheets. The tiger seemed to have trouble getting his finger inside of him due to how tight he was. He eventually managed to stretch Ethan's ass around his finger, pushing it inside him, his feline cock twitching, waiting to penetrate the bitch. Ethan looked over his shoulder at him.

"Nghh! S...Stop..." He whimpered. The tiger ignored him and kept giving his ass a good fingering, wriggling his finger inside him, forcing out whimpers and moans from Ethan. Before long, the tiger had gotten tired of foreplay and pulled his finger from Ethan's ass, replacing it with his hard, thick cock. Ethan gasped out when he felt the wet, warm cock tip rubbing against his taint.

"No! Plea- arrgh!" Ethan cried out his hole stretching painfully around his tormentor's huge length, squeezing it tight like a vice and eliciting loud, approving moans from the feline.

"Holy fuck! Your ass is amazing, whore!" He gasped, thrusting in deep and getting more cries of pain from the raccoon slut.

Meanwhile, James had his hand back on his cock and was rapidly stroking it. He gasped and moaned and bucked his hips into his hand, never tearing his eyes away from what was going on on-screen. The tiger kept forcing himself deeper inside his son, and James watched it all. He watched every single inch being worked into Ethan's ass, listened to every grunt, moan and whimper coming from the two rutting males, and he enjoyed every second of it.

"Mm, yeah... Fuck him good..." He breathed, his cock twitching, his body tensing. He was close. He was going to cum soon. He was going to cum watching his son being fucked up the ass.

"P...Pull out...!" Ethan begged, "Oh fuck! I-I can't... Can't take it!"

"You can take it, bitch! And you're going to fucking like it!" He thrust in deep, burying the rest of his cock deep inside him. Ethan cried out and squirmed, burying his head in his bedsheets and clenching his fists, his ass burning with pain, the huge cock of the tiger resting inside of him. The black-furred feline paused for a moment, taking a few seconds to really enjoy the tightness of Ethan's passage around his meat. He leaned forward, bringing his mouth close to Ethan's red-tipped ears. The raccoon could feel his warm breath on him and shivered when he heard his gruff voice whispering to him.

"Remember what I said, boy?"

"H...Huh?" Ethan whimpered.

"I ain't gonna be gentle." With that, he pulled back, sliding all but the tip of his cock from Ethan's hole before thrusting in deep.

"Ahhh! F-Fuck!!" Ethan roared into his sheets, squirming underneath the tiger who gripped his sides firmly, making sure he couldn't go anywhere as he started pounding away at the raccoon's previously virgin fuckhole. The tiger pulled him close, using his ass hard, fucking him ruthlessly, treating him as if he were nothing more than a toy for him to shove his cock in.

"Mm, damn! Never fucked someone so tight before!" The tiger gasped out, "You're a tight little bitch! Say it! I want to hear you say it!"

"I-I'm a tight little bitch!" Ethan gasped, his voice muffled by the sheets he had his face buried into.

"Get your head out the fucking sheets and say it louder, whore!" He thrust in deep, making the slut cry out before lifting his head from the sheets and yelling out again.

"I'm a tight little bitch!" He roared, "I'm a tight little bitch!"

"That's a good whore!" The tiger grunted, giving the side of Ethan's ass a good, hard slap. The tiger fucked him wildly, shaking the bed with his thrusting, making Ethan whimper and cry out under him. He kept giving the raccoon's chubby little ass some good slaps every now and again, the sound of his hand hitting the slut's rump filling the room, mixing in with the sounds of the bed creaking and the two males moaning. He leaned over Ethan for better leverage, holding him tight, ploughing him hard and mercilessly, his cock throbbing and twitching inside him, filling him with pre, the cum that covered his cock doing nothing to lubricate Ethan's increasingly sore passage. Ethan let out a gasp when he felt the tiger reach around and start pawing at his cock, gripping it tight and giving it a good squeeze.

"Look how hard you are, bitch!" The tiger grunted, "Heh, taking cock up the ass and still hard as a rock! You really are just a filthy slut, aren't you?! Made to take cock like some cheap whore!"

"Unnf!" Ethan could only moan in reply. He gasped as he felt the tiger start stroking his cock, starting off slow but quickly increasing his tempo until he was furiously jerking his bitch off. The young boy's raccoon cock twitched and throbbed in the tiger's grip, dripping with pre, begging for release. He felt the feline's cock slam against his prostate, sending shivers through his body and making him give out a loud, submissive cry, his voice a mix of pained whimpering and pleasured moaning.

"Ohh! S-Stop... It's too much..." Ethan gasped. While having the tiger's cock in his ass was definitely too much for him, that wasn't what Ethan was talking about this time. He was talking about the attention the feline was giving his cock. It overstimulated him, sent shockwaves through his body, made him shiver and wriggle in his grasp, and whenever he felt his prostate being hit, it drove him crazy. Despite the pain, despite the humiliation, he started humping into the tiger's hand. Before long poor Ethan was a whimpering mess; putty in the tiger's hands. Ethan started panting, his cock throbbing hard. To his own shock, he could feel his orgasm building up. He was going to cum, while this tiger raped and used him. He gripped his sheets and clenched his teeth.

"Nghh! I...I... Oh fuck...!" He cried out and gasped before throwing his head back and letting out a guttural roar of a moan as the tiger forced him over the edge, his hand working expertly over his aching shaft as he blew his load across his bed, pumping several thick loads of hot raccoon cum. The tiger felt the muscles in Ethan's ass tensing around his cock and gave a low chuckle.

"Yeah, cum for me you little cock lover!" He growled, furiously fucking the slut, "Show our audience how much you blow when you have a good cock up your ass!" Ethan gave a loud, high pitched moan in reply, still cumming, covering his bed in the stuff. He'd never came like this before. The feeling was overwhelming. He felt like he could collapse at any second. James watched, taking in a deep breath as he watched his boy cumming for the bigger male. That was it; he couldn't hold back anymore. The sight of his slutty, fuckboy of a son cumming while being pounded was enough to push him past the point of no return. He thrust his hips upwards, humping into his hand as he stroked himself before blowing his own load across his body, covering his work suit in the stuff, some of it managing to splatter across his face. He gasped and moaned, panted and whimpered, still working over his cock as he pumped out six thick loads of his warm spunk until his work clothes were covered in the stuff.

The two raccoons panted with exhaustion as their orgasms subsided and their cocks relaxed, soon starting to soften back into their sheaths. James sat back in his chair, still looking at the screen as his flaccid, softening cock lay against his stomach. He didn't regret anything. There was no post-orgasm shame, no disappointed self-loathing that came after blowing your load to something you knew was wrong. He'd just jerked off to his son being used, fucked and raped, had even suggested in the chat for the tiger to fuck his boy, and he loved every second of it. The tiger still wasn't done. He brought his fingers, now covered in Ethan's cum, up to the younger raccoon's face.

"Clean them!" He ordered. Ethan was too exhausted to resist and just opened his mouth and took the tiger's fingers into his mouth, running his tongue over them and cleaning them of his cum, swallowing the stuff obediently. The tiger pulled his fingers from Ethan's mouth once his fingers were all clean before giving his tight little ass his full attention. Ethan could only let out soft, whimpering squeaks as the tiger raped him, the feline's orgasm drawing closer and closer. Ethan felt the feline's grip on his ass tighten and heard his breathing become ragged, signalling the inevitable. Ethan braced himself as the tiger growled and let out a loud roar of pleasure, thrusting his entire cock deep inside Ethan's body, blowing his load and filling the camwhore's bowels with his warm, thick seed. Ethan buried his head back into his bedsheets, giving muffled moans while the tiger filled him up. He could feel the huge cock in his ass throbbing and twitching with every rope that was shot inside him. Ethan felt like it was never going to end. The tiger just kept pumping him full of his cum, seeding his hole forcefully.

After what felt like hours for the poor raccoon, he felt the tiger shoot the last of his load inside him, staying inside him for a few moments, basking in the afterglow before sliding his cock from the boy's once virgin ass. Cum spilled from Ethan's ass, splattering across his leg fur and staining the carpet he stood on. The tiger took a step back, a wide grin on his face.

"Heh, tired, boy?" He chuckled, "Awr, I think the li'l slut's exhausted! Don't worry, slut, I'll end the show for you." He went over to the webcam and winked at the audience, "Well... I hope you boys enjoyed the show tonight." There were many comments in the chat begging for them to keep broadcasting, but the tiger just shrugged them off, "Hey, don't worry, we'll be back sometime. Sometime soon. You think this is the last time I'm gonna fuck the li'l camwhore's ass on cam like this? Heh, no way. You'll be seeing a lot more of me from now on. One thing before I end the stream though..." He couldn't help but smirk as he looked into the webcam, "I know you're watching, Daddy. Hope you enjoyed the show." He winked again before ending the stream. James shivered at that. He came to the conclusion that it was him, the tiger, that had sent him the link to the stream, not Ethan. It was him who wanted him to see all this. James stared at the screen for a moment, the video feed black now that the stream had ended. He still didn't regret anything. If anything, he was thankful to the tiger for showing him this, for showing him what a dirty, slutty boy his son was. He was going to have a long talk with Ethan when he got home. Yeah, a real long talk.

"You have a fucking amazing ass, cub." The tiger said as he grabbed his clothes and started dressing himself, "Can't wait for next time."

"Ne-...Next...time...?" Ethan panted.

"Oh yeah. Like I told our viewers; this ain't the last time I'm gonna fuck that ass of yours." He chuckled and gave Ethan's ass a spank for good measure, "I'll be back soon. Might be tomorrow, might be in a few days, who knows? Depends on when I feel like having a good slut to fuck. I'll be seeing you later, boy. Oh, and since you were so well behaved tonight, I won't be dragging you off and locking you up in my basement. Heh, kinda disappointed you did behave yourself so well. I was kinda looking forward to having my own slut in my cellar. But, I'm a man of my word, so I'll resist the urge to drag you off with me. This time at least." He chuckled and gave Ethan's rump a playful squeeze, admiring the work he did on his ass. And with that, he left. Ethan heard him leave the room and heard his footsteps leading away from his room, down the stairs, and towards the front door. He heard it slam closed moments later. The tiger was gone, and Ethan was alone; tired, exhausted, humiliated and covered in cum. With a groan, he climbed into his bed and lay down, his ass still burning from the fucking he'd gotten. He didn't know what to do next. He felt like he should do something; he was just raped after all... But he was so tired. He tried to stay awake but soon found his eyes closing of their own accord before he eventually drifted off to sleep, too exhausted to stay awake any longer.

*******

"Mmm... Huh...?" Ethan's eyes slowly opened. Something had disturbed his rest. It was only when he looked up and saw a familiar face illuminated by the street lights outside did he realize that his father was standing over his bed, looking down at him, "D-Dad?" It took him a moment to for his tired mind to process the presence of his father, but when it did he suddenly felt the need to tell him everything that had happened to him. He needed to know what happened, how the tiger had tracked him down and used him.

"Dad! I-I have to tell you- mrrph!" He gasped suddenly when the older raccoon gripped him by the hair and pulled him into his crotch. It was then that Ethan realized... His father was naked. Not only that, his cock was standing fully erect between his legs. Ethan stared at it, wide eyed, "D...Dad?" He breathed.

"Be quiet, slut." The older male growled.

"Wha- mmph!" He was cut short when his father shoved his cock inside his mouth, silencing him. He wasted no time going slow. He gripped his head firmly and started roughly and furiously face-fucking his son.

"I saw everything." He said, "I saw how that tiger used you. So, you've been running some fucking sex show while I've been at work? How long were you gonna keep this from me? Dirty fucking whore... This is what you want, isn't it? A good cock to suck on? Well, here, you little cocksucker! I'll give you all the cock you need!"

"Mrrph! Mmm!" Ethan whimpered and squirmed in his father's grip and tried to pull away from him, but the bigger male held him close, making sure he couldn't escape. He worked his cock hard and fast into his boy's maw, grunting and gasping, moaning as he felt his own flesh and blood suckling on his throbbing length.

"Slut!" He grunted, "Bitch! Whore!" He kept degrading his son like that while he used him, calling him all manner of derogatory terms. He didn't know what had come over him. This morning he'd never dream of doing this to his son; but seeing him being fucked earlier did something to him. Ethan was his son, sure, but he didn't care. Now he just saw him as some cock hungry slut for him to play with and use. With a grunt, he started fucking his maw harder, thrusting his entire cock down his boy's throat and making him moan around it. James panted, gasped and moaned. This was amazing. No wonder the tiger managed to cum so much after having Ethan suck him off. The slut's mouth was amazing. He didn't let up. He kept working his cock furiously in and out of his son's maw, his orgasm steadily building up, his balls slapping against Ethan's chin every time he thrust forward. He couldn't hold it back for much longer. After a few more good thrusts down Ethan's throat he felt his cock shooting the first rope of cum onto Ethan's tongue and down his gullet. Ethan groaned and tried to pull back, but his efforts were in vain. James kept him in place as he pumped him full of his seed, the taste flooding Ethan's maw until the older raccoon felt his climax slowing and eventually stopping. He gasped, his cock still inside Ethan's mouth. He let go of his son's head and let the younger raccoon pull back, coughing and gasping as his father's seed dripped from his mouth.

"That guy wasn't joking." James panted, "Your mouth is amazing." He turned and started towards the door, "'Night, son. I'll see you tomorrow." He sounded so nonchalant, as if he'd just done anything other than fuck his son's mouth. Ethan watched his father leave, closing the door behind him and leaving the younger male alone. Ethan just stared at the door, lying back in his bed, recovering his breath now that his mouth was free of cock. He was shocked, to say the least. When he saw the tiger send that link to his father he knew that he'd be watching, but he never figured it would end in him shoving his cock down his throat... He was too tired to process this. He couldn't stay awake even if he wanted to; he still felt the exhausting effects of being used by that tiger whose name remained a mystery to him still. He just lay back in bed and closed his eyes. Was his father going to do this again? Make him suck his cock? Was he going to go further and fuck his ass like the tiger had? Ethan gulped at the thought. The tiger said he was going to come back too... Ethan couldn't help but wonder if he was going to end up the sex slave of both his father and that tiger... A sex slave for two bigger, stronger, older men... The slutty little raccoon didn't know what was in store for him next, all he knew was that he was tired and just wanted to sleep. And so, with the taste of his father's cock still fresh in his mouth, he slowly drifted off to sleep, still wondering what the next day was going to have in store for him...