A Father's Lust Part 1
#2 of A Galka and his Moogle
Beginning of Warnings and notes here, skip down to ignore.
The actions of this story series takes place before A Galka and his Moogle. The Moogle which was in the last story, I have now named, Quinn, This is his story of when he left Zack and went home to visit his parents.
Warnings for 3 part series: Incest (Some Father/Son and some Brother/Brother), Oral, some slight "foot action" for lack of a better term, and maybe some anal, I say maybe because I write this as I go. I refuse to go back and change my original train of thought to make it better for one person to read over another. But I am rambling, ON TO THE STORY!
Quick Note: I apologize for my horrible English skills in my last story, I will do my best to ensure that this doesn't happen again; mainly I typed the last one at 4 am with a hard-on of steel, so I apologize. Blame the lack of blood going to my head, well brain. However the only language I CAN WRITE IN is English, so once again I apologize.'
Story starts now! :3
A Father's Lust Part 1
"Good Bye Zack! I will see you when I get back!" Quinn waved as he smiled about the gifts Zack had given him to please his parents. Quinn couldn't wait to see the look his parents would have when he brought home his gifts to them. He quickly flew out the door and rushed to the M.H.M.U HQ to get his permit to head home. When he reached the compound, he was required to show his ID, which all moogles had to hold onto so they wouldn't get sent to the wrong Master, or the wrong Mog House. He presented his ID and was escorted by two Goblins to his station. Thankfully these were two of the rare, but known Goblins who tried to get an honest living. When he reached the station, he slowly skimmed over the crowd of red pom-poms and saw his stop, there was one other Moogle standing there, waiting for the tram to come, he slowly walked up to the other Moogle.
"Hello there, I don't believe I have seen you around this area before...." Quinn asked, unconsciously looking over the other Moogle's body, noting how very buff he was for a Moogle yet, he wasn't overly buff like some of the other muscle-bound Moogle's. This one had normal colored whiteish tan fur, with a toned body, his muscle's visible through his fur, but not so much were he would seem over muscled.
There was a slight difference between this one a Quinn though. Quinn, like most Moogle's didn't work out, so they have average looking bodies, but have a slightly chubby body, which most find EXTREMELY adorable. Quinn was one of many who was like this, but was slightly skinnier than the rest, so he was of an average build, in human standards anyway. Since all Moogle's never wore clothes, they had the ability to hide their genitals, thanks to their Moogle Magic of course. This one however, must have been quite proud of his size, because he kept it hid, but had his clump of fur stick out a bit farther than everyone else usually did. This usually meant one of two things. One, he trying to over compensate, two, he really was large for a Moogle and wasn't afraid to show it off. After the second Moogle realized he was being talked to, he looked over to see Quinn staring at his clump of fur.
"Well....see something you like Quinn?" Came a seemingly familiar voice which was accompanied by a loving lick to the cheek. Quinn jumped back with a yelp as he looked at the Moogle in the face,
"Da...dad?!" Quinn asked quickly, both surprised and shocked at his father's comments. Quinn's father laughed heartily at his son's reaction. He smiled as his laughter soon calmed down, Quinn still in a slight state of shock.
"Is your Master making you THAT jumpy?" Quinn's father asked, both with a slight worry incase it was true, but mostly with a humorous tone.
"No Dad, Zack is a very good master, he treats me well as I do him."
"Oh, so he "treats" you does he?" asked Quinn's father, always being the sexual joking kind of Moogle, unbeknownst to both of them at the moment, the train was arriving for them to get on. Quinn was about to answer, but at that moment the train landed and made a huge screech, canceling out any answer that Quinn might have said, they both walked in and took their seats. The little "room" they were given was quite nice, it had a couch, a bed, a TV, an easily lockable door with a pull down dark curtain for privacy, with the same feature on the windows. Quinn took his seat, right by his father, they were both quiet for a moment then Quinn went and laid on the bed.
"What are the odds I would have the same room as you?" Quinn asked as he once again looked over at his father, this time staring at the huge clump his father had. Unable to believe his father can just walk around like that. Usually most Moogle's had a more decency.
"It's funny really, I didn't know you were headed home. I decided to head home the same time, I guess the Goblin's saw our names and put us together for simplicity's sake? I don't know really." Quinn's father replied, looking at his son and where he was staring.
"Quinn...you are staring again..." His father replied looking away blushing, unable to believe his son was looking there.
"Oh, sorry dad...just that...." Quinn started.
"It's size?" His father interrupted.
"Well ,why not keep it the normal size like everyone else?"
"About that...As you know I am in my 40's now, well 39, but I am almost 40...anyway it gets harder to control my magic and...."
"Dad, you know as well as I do that that is total bull..."
Quinn's father laughed heartily at this, knowing full well it was completely bull...
"Yes yes, I know, actually this is the truth, I have been forgetting to do the finish spell, and my master has been real busy, coming in and out thanks to the constant movements between the Aht Urghan region and the Jeunonian region."
"Forgetting, or just not wanting to?"
"Ok, guilty, that's just what I have been telling everyone, but between you and me, I have to show off sometimes, you know?"
"I can tell...."
"So...." Quinn's father started, getting a mischievous look on his face. "Am I bluffing, or am I simply that large?"
"Well, judging from how most adult Moogle's could never reach that large of a size...I'd say you were bluffing, but why do you ask?"
"Just curious, let's see, let's make a bet, if you are right, then you do ANYTHING I tell you until we get to our stop, and I mean anything."
"And if I lose?"
"Then I will do anything you say, deal?"
"Heh, all right, I know I have this one won." Came Quinn's reply. "Although I am not so sure about having to look at you-.."
"Oh come on, you big pansy."
"....All right...." Quinn replied looking away with a blush
"Well you can't be looking away while I do this....otherwise you won't see..." Quinn's father replied getting up and closing the doors curtain and the window curtain's his spell slowly fading off as he walked across the room, his sheath beginning to grow out, followed by a pair of large plump testicles. He sat on the couch across from Quinn, his legs now spread out as his spell completely wore. His sheath measuring at least an inch long, his balls quite large for a Moogle. Quinn's father looked up and grinned at Quinn his grin now covered with lust and roguishness. His father slowly reached a paw down to his sheath, gently rubbing it allowing the dark red tip of his member to pop out, he then reached down to his balls and cupped them gently as some precum slowly dropped from his member tip.
Quinn watched in awe as his father began touching himself in front of Quinn, he had never expected to see this from anyone, especially his father. His shock caused him to lose the spell holder he subconsciously held and showed his sheath, except he was fully erect at 4 inches long, his member and balls noticeably smaller than his fathers was, his cock dripping with precum, beginning to clump his fur around his balls. His father's pre doing the same, except his cock was at 5 inches, throbbing in beat with his heartbeat, and still growing some. Quinn's father looked over to Quinn, who was clearly enjoying the show, at least on a subconscious level, his shocked look said otherwise. Quinn's father grinned, taking his finger and tracing it all the way up from the large vein on the bottom of his member, and putting as much of his flowing pre on his fingertip as he could. He then slowly took it to his mouth, still grinning wickedly as he sucked it off his fingertip.
"Dad...did you just..." Quinn asked still unable to believe what he is seeing.
"Yes son, I did, and I think you lost...."
- To be continued -