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Jake sat down heavily on a bench in the staff changing room and sighed deeply, trying to hold down three jobs was really taking it out of him, it had been a long day and it wasn't over yet. Pulling his wallet from his pocket he flipped it open and looked at the old dog-eared photo of his family, gently stroking a finger across the plastic cover he smiled as he reminded himself why he did it. However old his kids got to be this is how he would always see them in his mind, his babies.

Lauren was 20 now and away at med school and Petey had enlisted as soon as he graduated high school. He was away in some foreign land now, laying his life on the line for his country. Jake was immensely proud of him for serving but that didn't stop him worrying and wishing he was home safe. Then there were the twins, Sam and Sally, they were a strange pair almost as if they had been born in the wrong bodies. Sally had grown into a big and bouncy girl, a real tomboy, always getting into scrapes and trouble while Sam had taken after his mother, slim and graceful with a peaceful soul but an iron will. If ever he set his mind on something he would make it happen no matter what, even in the womb his giving nature seemed to hold true, letting his sister take all she needed while he survived on what was left. But survive he had, now turned seventeen he was growing into a fine young man. Finally there was his wife leaning against the side of a younger version of himself, if it was possible he loved her more now than ever.

Closing up his wallet and slipping it back into his pocket he stowed his in a locker and pulled out his uniform, at least there would be a warm welcome when he got home later tonight and he could feel his sheath stir at the thought.

"Down boy, plenty of time for that later." He chuckled

Pulling on the red suit he buttoned up the thick felt jacket over his ample gut and huffed, no matter how hard he tried he just couldn't trim it down but it made him a natural for this job. Fitting the itchy white beard round his muzzle he practiced his lines.

"Ho Ho Ho, hello little girl what would you like Santa to bring you for Christmas?"

Corny, well used, lines maybe but they were expected and there would be complaints if they weren't spoken with the required joviality. Nobody else wanted this shift, it was late night shopping and the kids would be tired and cranky and the parents even worse, but he had been there and understood them and the job paid well enough to make it worthwhile. The older kids were actually worse, in their teens they were too old really but the mall wanted as much income so they were encouraged to spend their money and sit on Santa's lap. He was sure some of them had fantasies about jolly old Santa, they deliberately ground into his lap so provocatively to try and get a response out of him. But he had sussed them out pretty quickly and now wore a jockstrap and protector beneath his suit so he couldn't feel them and even if they did get a rise out of him they couldn't tell. However it did mean he usually arrived home feeling pent up and horny, not that that was a problem.

Closing his locker he pocketed the key and headed out to his grotto, the hubbub of the busy mall surrounding him as he entered the cabin where his elves and the Santa going off shift were waiting.

"Good luck out there Jake." He chortled "you're gonna need it buddy, utter madness out there."

Jake peered out of the window at the throngs of shoppers and the snaking queue waiting for their turn to see Santa, taking a deep breath he nodded to an elf who opened the doors and Jake strode out.

"HO HO HO." He bellowed to the waiting crowd.

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Jake stood under the hot shower letting the water seep through his fur, leeching away the aches and the sweat. That suit was so thick it always made him sweat heavily and he refused to go back home smelling like a month old jock strap. Firmly he rubbed shower gel into his coat, working it down to the skin before letting the torrent wash it all away. Lathering up his junk he rolled his heavy balls round in his paw, feeling his sheath beginning to swell immediately, damn he was horny and he needed to get home for some tail. Rinsing off he heading for the fur dryer before pulling on his clothes and making for the car, his hindpaws slipping on the snow and ice in his hurry.

Climbing into his beat up old car he cranked the engine, swearing mentally as it coughed, spluttered and died. Turning off the ignition he waited for a few moments and offered up a silent prayer to whatever God might be listening and turned the key again. Once again the old girl coughed and wheezed before finally, reluctantly, bursting into life. Revving the engine a little it slowly warmed to the task and began to run smoothly. Climbing back out Jake brushed off the snow and ice from the windshield as the engine heated up and by the time he got back into the driver's seat a hint of warm air was blowing from the heater.

Carefully he wended his way along slippery, snow covered roads until finally he pulled up outside home and turned off the engine. Letting out a sigh of relief he sat a while as the tension leached from his shoulders before heading to the front door. Warm air greeted him as he ventured indoors, closing and locking the door behind him he pulled off his jacket and hung it on the stand before kicking off his boots.

Silence surrounded him as he walked through the house, most of the lights were turned off just one still burnt on the upstairs landing, drawing him towards his destination. Turning into the bathroom he cleaned his teeth and emptied his bladder, his junk already leaking pre in anticipation. Switching off the lights he opened the bedroom door, closing it softly behind him. Standing still he looked at the bed, a slim figure was laying there lit by the moonlight filtering in through the open curtains. Back turned towards him, the shape rose and fell as it breathed peacefully.

Stripping off his clothes Jake slid into the bed behind it and snuggled up to the warm body, holding it gently he stroked his paws over the slender frame, over the smooth belly and onto the mound between its legs, rumbling softly at the tight frilly panties that clung to every curve. Nuzzling into its neck his nose detected the subtle scent of his wife's favourite perfume and his cock twitched in response. She always had had class and style, none of that overpowering scent that made your eyes water and blocked your nostrils. This just accentuated her natural scent and always drove him wild. Nuzzling a bit harder to stir up a little more scent his nose brushed over a heavily chewed leather collar and he whimpered knowingly. He was a biter, in the throes of passion he could not help but bite into his mate and they had decided that such marks should be avoided. Hence the collar, he could bite it as hard as he needed and no harm was done, no evidence left behind.

The figure stirred in his arms, tail slipping between his legs and brushing over his swelling junk. Easing his paw inside those teasing panties he began to ease them down, slipping his paw round on to those pert little buns as he worked them over the tail until finally the offending garment was out of the way. Gently massaging one butt cheek Jake slid a finger into the cleft, dragging a claw along the taint and brushing softly over the puckered tailhole. Growling softly as his finger felt moisture he pressed against the rosebud and slipped easily into well prepared depths drawing a giggle from the recipient even as he felt the mound under his other paw beginning to swell and get moist.

Jake had always counted himself lucky that his wife liked it this way, they had used it as a form of contraception ever since their family had been complete and he had always loved the tightness of her tailhole and the way it gripped his meat so deliciously.

A needy whine rang softly in his ear as a rump pressed back against Jake's groin, tail arched out of the way and draped over Jake's waist as the rump wriggled backwards onto the stiffening spire. Jake growled louder as he felt the pressure of the slick ring encompass his tip and he pushed his hips forward driving his length into the hot velvet passage, sinking deeper and deeper until his hips were pressed tight against the pert rump.

Jake held the compliant body close against him while he just rocked his hips, working his thick meat inside the tight passage, slowly letting it get used to the violation while his tip massaged the sensitive walls, drawing little yips and gasps of pleasure from that sweet muzzle.

Jake knew that he was so pent up he wouldn't last long and steadily he began to lengthen and deepen his strokes, gently nuzzling and licking his mate's neck as they made love. At that moment all that mattered was the love he felt in his heart, his paws tenderly caressing the slim body while Jake's aching meat slid easily in and out. Panting and huffing Jake felt his balls churn and tighten as they fired the first blast of thick sticky seed into his mate.

"Welcome home Dad." A voice whispered huskily

"Good to be back Sam." Jake gasped, his paw tightening round his son's sheath and massaging it firmly while his climax waned. Still grinding his hips against the youth's rump, his thick meat stayed as hard as ever and both knew that Jake was far from spent yet.

Never pulling out Jake hooked a paw under one of the boy's knees and lifted it across his chest, turning Sam onto his back so that he gazed up at him. A tender smile spread across Jake's muzzle as he saw the look of adoration and joy the boy gave him. The trust shining in his eyes was tempered by a hungry feral need that burned behind them.

Jake slipped his arms beneath his son's knees and pushed them up towards his chest, forcing the lad's rump up in the air. Leaning down he forcefully kissed Sam on the muzzle working his tongue inside and exploring the inside of his maw as Sam moaned and whimpered below him hungrily sucking on the limber muscle. Pulling out of the kiss Jake growled softly, the deep rumble rolling in his chest as he looked the lad straight in the eyes.

"You ready?"

""Go for it big Daddy." Sam dared him

Taking up the challenge Jake began to roll his hips, working his rigid pole around the boy's already sloppy passage before beginning to hump in and out, his length pulling out to the tip before slamming back in to the root. Huffing loudly he began to power fuck the hole that gripped his meat so tightly, his hips slapping loudly against the upturned rump.

Grabbing the leather collar in his jaws, he bit down hard, sharp teeth grinding at the tough leather as he growled and snarled aggressively, Sam's head flopping around as his father pulled and shook the body in his jaws.

Soon the room echoed with the grunts and moans of their passion, the air heavy with sweat and sex, Sam giving little yips of pleasure, encouraging his father to fuck him harder and even deeper. Jake growled possessively breathing heavily with the effort, sheer pleasure blossoming from his thick cock every time he plunged back into that tight, hungry hole. Finally his breath stared to come in short little huffs, his eyes glazing over as he pumped his second load into his boy.

Once his breathing had slowed Jake pulled free, his meat coming loose from the cum soaked hole with a loud wet slurp. Tenderly he licked and kissed Sam's muzzle before they spooned together , Sam nestling back into his dad's fur seeking warmth and comfort. They lay there quietly in the soft moonlight , breathing gently as the minutes passed.

"Dad?" Sam said eventually

"Yeah" came the soft reply

"Will it ever stop hurting?" the boy asked

"What do you mean son?" Jake asked rolling the youth over to face him

"I just miss them so much Dad, it hurts as much now as it did back then" Sam replied "will it ever get better?"

Jake hugged his son tenderly as he saw Sam's eyes glistening as the tears welled up.

"We both miss them Sam, the pain will change given time it will hurt less but it may always be there we have to learn to cope with it. They wouldn't want our memories of them to cause us pain for ever, when you think of them try to make it the good times and be happy we shared them together."

Jake held Sam close as his mind wandered back to that fateful day, the phone call at work, the rush to the hospital too late to help or say goodbye. His wife and daughter ripped from their lives by a drunk driver smashing headlong into their car leaving them as crumpled and wrecked as the car his wife had been driving. He could remember the agony of telling Sam the news, his heart breaking again as he saw the realisation and grief forming in the boys eyes, involuntarily squeezing him tighter in his arms.

He thought back over the following days as they sought solace from each other, the boy crawling into Jake's bed, unable to sleep on his own and needing his father's arms around him in order to rest. Steadily the two grew even closer than before.

Jake thought about the night things took another step between them, holding the boys lithe figure against him he had started to doze, his body taking a mind of its own as his sheath began to swell and his cock harden until it was poking firmly into Sam's back. His eyes shot open as realisation dawned, trying to pull away as his son nestled back against the hardening pole.

"It's ok Dad" Sam had giggled "I can take care of that if you like." The boy continued

"No Sam, that wouldn't be right" Jake had spluttered while his meat twitched and hardened further as the opportunity.

"Please Dad, I want to." Sam had begged "If you dont know that I'm gay by now Dad, then it is time you did." Sam stated as his paw started to stroke and tease the offending member.

"But... but ... I ... er ..we.."Jake stammered uncertainly as he felt his son's weight shift in the bed before warm lips engulfed his dripping tip, all resistance blown away as the lad's warm damp maw slid down over the entire length. He had blown his first load for months into his boy's muzzle, cum overflowing as Sam couldn't swallow fast enough. With that wall broken down everything else followed naturally as they found comfort and support in each other's arms.

"Daddy?" Sam's voice jerked Jake back to the present "make love to me Daddy, please."

Jake knew what his son needed, slowly sliding into Sam's sopping tailhole, his paws stroking over the lad's body , his muzzle kissing and licking his neck as he rocked his hips slowly, gently working his meat into and out. Jake's paws slid down and began to stroke Sam's stiff prick, massaging and caressing.

The minutes passed, the boys breath huffing faster until his passage clamped around Jake's shaft, the boy grunting as he released his climax, his seed coating his father's paw and dripping onto the bedclothes, the tight passage sucking a third climax from Jake's already aching balls.

The two fell asleep joined together, disturbed only as the alarm clock blared out. Bleary eyed Jake turned it off and eased from the bed, a cup of coffee and a quick shower later and he had to leave for his first job of the day.

Kissing the inert figure of his son, still sleeping soundly, he turned and opened the door. Looking back at the snoozing youth he smiled. Yes life was hard work, but it was definitely worth it.

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No specific species was portrayed here but would be interested to know what readers visualized them as