Stress Relief
Hey, something written in the last five years! This one's only three years old!
Jester yawned and stretched out, the dragonwolf spreading his wings as well as his arms before flopping down in a chair. Most of his gray furred body was uncovered, as he preferred it. Clothing just got in the way, anyway. He brought a paw to his head, tracing around one of his curved horns and giving his ear a quick rub before pushing a stray puff of hair from his face. His wings folded in behind him as he got comfortable in his seat.
Just as he was settling into his chair, the door to his cabin slid open, and in walked a blue snow leopard. His attire was similar to the dragonwolf, and the purple spots on his fur stood out sharply against the blue. They shared a smile when their eyes met, and the snow leopard casually walked over to his crewmate, his hips swaying. The snow leopard stopped in front of the dragonwolf, then sat down in his lap, grinning.
"Mmm... hello there, Alexo," Jester said, returning the grin and slipping a paw between the other male's legs to fondle his package. "Did you miss me?"
Alexo gasped as he felt Jester's paw on his member, and nodded, leaning into him and nuzzling his cheek. "You know I did, father," he whispered.
The dragonwolf murred softly, a shiver running down his spine as it always did when he had his son in his lap. "I miss your touch when you're away, too, son," he replied. "We should make the most of our time together."
"Of course," the snow lep said, his fur standing on end as the dragonwolf's paw stroked down his back. "Whatever you desire, father."
Jester chuckled, and whispered, "Your body." His paw on the snow lep's junk gave his growing erection a squeeze, his other paw reaching down and giving Alexo's rump a squeeze. As if his meaning hadn't been clear enough.
Without a word, Alexo rose, a light blush on his cheeks. He stepped towards the window and leaned against it, raising a leg and giving the dragonwolf a clear view of his rump, his erection growing in anticipation.
Following suit, Jester rose to his feet, his own shaft slipping from his sheath and stiffening. His shaft at half mast was already a sizeable eight inches, ridges running along its length, a testament to his dragon heritage. The base bulged to an impressive, thick knot, adding considerable girth to his already massive member. He reached to a panel on the wall and pressed a couple of buttons, then held out his paw as the panel dispensed some lube. A soft murr escaped his muzzle as he applied the slick fluid to his member.
"Who's father's good boy?" Jester whispered as he stepped toward the snow leopard, reaching out with his lubed paw and pressing a couple of fingers into the waiting tailhole.
Alexo moaned softly, his tail sticking out straight as his father pushed those slickened digits into his back door. "Ah... I-I am... p-please, father... t-take me," he hissed, barely able to get his voice above a whisper as arousal overtook his body, fogging his senses to all but the dragonwolf behind him.
"Mmm... with pleasure," Jester whispered. He withdrew his fingers and stepped forward, lining up his tip with Alexo's tailhole. Slowly, tenderly, he pushed himself in, his paws gripping his son's hips as he pushed himself into that warm, familiar, yielding passage, a deep moan escaping his muzzle.
Shivers ran down Alexo's spine as he felt his father pushing into him, each ridge of the dragonwolf's cock giving his ring a little extra stretch as it glided smoothly into him. His own cock was fully hard by the time his father was half way in, his tailhole clenching tight around the invading member. As he drove in deeper, the ridges of Jester's cock pressed against Alexo's prostate, giving it a massage as he pushed fully into the snowleopard, both males gasping as they felt Jester's knot greeting Alexo's stretched tailring.
The two paused as Jester sank fully into his son. He wrapped his arms around the snow leopard, holding him close as he reveled in the feel of his cock buried in other male's behind. He didn't remain still long, though. His paws moved back to grip Alexo's hips, and held him tight as he pulled his hips back, withdrawing about half of his cock before driving it back in with a feral moan. "Yessss... oh, Alexo..."
Words soon failed the two as Jester fell into his familiar rhythm thrusting into Alexo, his hips working into a steady pace. The dragonwolf kept a firm grip on the snow lep, his hips moving of their own volition, well practiced in going at the exact pace to maximize the pleasure for the both of them.
Alexo shut his eyes, moaning out as his father's shaft pumped into his rear. How he had missed the feel of that ridged cock slipping in and out of his tailhole, pumping his depths! Pre dribbled from his cock, urged out by the tender massage of Jester's cock against his prostate, the sensations already driving him wild. His cock bounced with each thrust, sending lightning bolts of pleasure through the snow leopard, each tender yet forceful thrust shaking him to his core.
Their bodies moved as one, their moans filling the air as their bodies slapped against each other, the dragonwolf thrusting away into the snow leopard before him. For several minutes, they kept up their mating, whispered words of adoration sneaking in between pleasured gasps and cries as they made love. As Jester felt his peak approaching, he gripped tighter to his son's hips, his thrusts becoming slower but more forceful as he began to work his knot past that tight ring.
Alexo gasped as he felt his father's knot seeking entrance. "Y-yes... f-father... tie me... make me yours," he gasped, relaxing his tailhole to make the dragonwolf's entrance easier.
With a feral growl, Jester did just that. He slammed his hips forward hard, leaning in and nuzzling Alexo's neck as he filled the snow leopard's rump, his cock keeping them together as he pumped squirt after squirt of his seed into him with such force that not even the bulge of his knot could contain it. He ground his hips forward as his seed seeped out around their coupling, dribbling down Alexo's taint and scrotum before gradually falling to the floor.
The snow leopard gasped as that knot pushed inside, his own body trembling as he felt his father's seed pumping into his tailhole. His eyes fluttered shut as the stimulation to his prostate pushed him over the edge, his cock squirting a few bursts of his seed against the wall of the cabin, his last few dribbling down and sticking to his shaft.
No words were exchanged as Jester held onto his son, the two panting as they came down from their peaks. They held close, gradually slipping to the floor from their standing position, until they lay on the floor, father spooning son as they shut their eyes to bask in the afterglow.
"I love you, father," Alexo whispered.
"I love you, too, sweet son," Jester replied.