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This story was written for Gman420 as part of my 2018 Alphabet Challenge. It contains M/M sex between consenting adults, and incest.

D is for Daddy

Sam hadn't been home for Christmas. He hadn't been home for Spring Break. He hadn't seen his father in over six months as a result, and for that reason the rhino couldn't help but feel his heart racing as he glanced down at the dashboard of his car, willing himself not to break the speed limit just to get there a fraction of a moment or two faster. He could see the neighbourhood around him, so familiar and yet so changed since the last time he'd been there. New cars in driveways, new plants encircling neatly kept lawns. It seemed like just yesterday that he'd been trembling on the doorstep of the family home in his father's arms, whispering how he wished they'd had more time. How he wished he didn't have to head off to college so soon after their relationship had... changed in the way it had.

It didn't feel like three years, yet at the same time it felt like each semester long break between them being together had been an eternity in its own right. Sam had so much fun when he was at college. He'd met so many new people, learned and experienced so much of life that he knew he never could have in the quiet suburb of his home town. At the same time though, now more so than ever before, the rhino felt like he could easily have given it all up for one more second of time that could instead have been spent within his father's powerful arms.

A minute later, he was shaking as he found himself on their street. Driving up to the same house with the same green painted front door, and slipping his car back into the driveway alongside his father's own larger, older SUV. Sam shuddered as he finally felt the car pull to a halt, and even as he shut off the engine and tore loose his seatbelt, he could feel his already tented crotch aching. Demanding to know why it was still clad in useless clothes, and why Sam wasn't doing more to remedy that situation right now. He had luggage, he had laundry, he had gifts for his father waiting in the trunk right now. He had been on the road for almost a full day, and he reeked of car funk and sweat. But that could wait. All of that could wait, for in that moment he saw the handle of the front door turn, and began to desperately scramble his way out of the car as it swung inwardly open.

There, standing in the doorway, was Frank. Sam's father, more than twice the twenty one year old rhino's age and showing it without shame. His huge gut seemed even bigger than last time Sam had set eyes upon it in person, and as he scratched at his chest with one burly arm while the other fondled his boxer-short clad crotch and the substantial tent visible within the poorly fitting undergarment, Sam fell head over heels in love and lust with his father all over again.

Bolting out of the car and slamming the door with such force behind him that he was certain he heard something snap, the muscular seven foot tall rhino barrelled towards the front door and his father. He raced up to the doorway, but froze as his father folded his arms sternly over his chest. A strangled whimper escaped the powerful younger rhino, but he forced himself to stop upon the doorstep and bow his head respectfully. He looked up, and smiled meekly, hopefully at his father.

"I... I'm home for the summer, dad. I missed you."

Frank snorted and rolled his eyes, chuckling dryly as he glanced at the huge bulge in his son's slacks.

"Yeah? I couldn't tell."

Their eyes met. Both men grinned, and as Frank unfolded his arms and scratched at his grey skinned, wiry haired chest once more, he jerked his head and nodded to his son.

"C'mon then. Get inside, and let's get it out of your system before we even bother with trying to have a conversation."

Sam's t-shirt was already up and over his head before the front door had even closed, and as he and his father stepped a little further back into the hallway where they was enough space for both of them, he groaned as he watched the older rhino rubbing his crotch some more, the already huge bulge getting bigger and bigger while he watched his son strip down. It took barely twenty seconds for Sam to strip himself naked, his own cock not as large as his father's but still over a foot long as it throbbed and twitched. He stood proud and tall for a moment, letting his father's gaze roam over him, studying him and seeing what had changed since they last shared more than photos and videos, before grunting joyously as Frank gave a nod of approval. Sam lunged forward, and a moment later his nude, sweaty, road-weary body was all over his father's older, softer but to him unbearably handsome and erotic form.

"Dad..."

He moaned as his mouth latched onto one of Frank's thick, puffy nipples and began to suckle while his hands roamed all over his father's barrel chest and thick, heavy gut. The younger, slightly taller rhino pushed his body closer and closer to his father's own until they were rubbing up against one another, until he could feel his cock grazing the fabric of Frank's boxers and poking, rubbing up against the now equally erect, hard cock within them.

"Oh dad. I missed you. I missed your taste. Your smell. I missed your body so much."

Frank grunted as he felt Sam's snout pull back from his nipple only to feel Sam's rough wet tongue starting to slurp and wriggle all over his chest. He felt Sam kissing his shoulders, the side of his arms and even the fold of his sweaty underarms. He could feel Sam's nostrils pressing against his tough skin, inhaling his scent. Even Frank couldn't deny delighting in having Sam's smell around the house again. In being close enough in person to his son to smell his sweat, and his horniness washing off the younger, virile man in waves. And of course, it wasn't long before that horniness began to exert itself more shamelessly on both their parts.

"Please, dad. Please, i-it's been so long. Oh god. I missed this. I missed it so much."

Sam dropped to his knees, and tugged down his father's boxer shorts like they were merely a thoughtless inconvenience to be removed... which was pretty much accurate. Frank gave a deep, rumbling moan as he felt his son's hands cupping his loose, heavy balls, and he snorted loudly as Sam kissed the tip of his cock before more greedily, shamelessly burying his face in his father's crotch and starting to inhale sweet, musky lungfuls of that intoxicatingly sexual aroma of sweat, of cock, of man.

Before long, in the enclosed hallway with those two beefy men and Sam working so feverishly to stimulate and worship his father's cock, the heat they were producing left them both glistening with sweat. Frank's cock shone with a sheen of mingled sweat, saliva, and of course pre-cum that was now dribbling from his tip as Sam moaned and rubbed himself up against it in reverent bliss. He could have let his son go on worshipping him for hours, and would have too if it would have made Sam happy. That being said of course, Frank couldn't deny how glad he was when finally the younger rhino pulled back from Frank's shimmering, oozing cock with a glazed, desperate look in his eyes, and stared hungrily up over the older man's huge belly to meet his eyes.

"Dad. I need you. Please."

He turned on the spot, right there and then without another word, and got down on all fours on the hallway floor. There was no talk of moving to a bed, or a couch, anything or anywhere softer or more comfortable. The younger, buff rhinoceros flagged his whip of a tail high up into the air, resting his head and shoulders against the ground while he propped his lower body up on his knees, and he wiggled his wide, muscular ass desperately at his father.

"I missed holding you, smelling you, being here with you so much dad. B-but... you know what I missed most of all. What I went to bed dreaming about every night, and what I wished I could feel instead every time I let another man stuff me with his cock. Yours. Your cock, dad. I waited six months, so please... p-please don't make me wait any longer. Please, just fu-... ah! Ahhh"

Before Sam could finish talking, he felt a pair of strong, leathery hands grab at his ass. He felt his cheeks being spread apart, and he felt something thick, something deliciously hot and deliciously wet with a trio of different lubrications pressing against his tight but well worked, experienced pucker. He shuddered and moaned, and his cheeks flushed crimson beneath his coarse grey skin as he heard his father grunt at him.

" I waited six months too, Sam. And I didn't have the luxury of a hundred needy frat boys to cater to my every whim. You think you're the only one with needs? The only one who missed this?! You don't know what needy feels like, Sam. But you're gonna. You're gonna get six months of pent up, needy rhino right up that tight, sweet ass of yours. And it's gonna keep on coming, and coming... and cumming until you know exactly just how much I've missed you and your sweet ass."

Sam never got a chance to respond, at least not with any coherent words, for a mere second or so after Frank stopped speaking a frantic bellow escaped the older rhino, and his cock plunged deep into his son's waiting ass in a single powerful, mercilessly swift stroke. Sam's eyes bulged, his cock throbbed and launched a thick burst of pre-cum out over the hallway's wooden floor, and as his father's cock began to immediately and viciously hammer at his prostate, a mindless roar of the younger rhinoceros' very own echoed out around the home he had missed so much.

" DADDY!!"

Once that cry escaped him, once their passions for one another were truly unleashed in that first thrust and the frantic scream that followed it, there was no stopping them. With his belly resting upon his son's lower back Frank snorted and huffed and fucked Sam's strong body without pause or the slightest restraint. His thick thighs slapped loudly against Sam's ass, practically spanking the younger rhino with the force of each impact, and both men's balls ached deliciously as they too smacked roughly back and forth against one another. Frank's hands gripped at his son's study hips as he pounded him relentlessly, and mere minutes passed before Sam was drumming his fists against the floor, bellowing, roaring, howling his gratitude and his love to his father as like no other man ever had or ever would, Frank's savage fucking sent his own cock into spasms of pure ecstasy as he spilled the first of many, many loads that would streak and glisten across the hallway floor and many other surfaces of their home before that night was over.

Not a single fingertip, not a single stroke from any source stimulated Sam's cock as he was driven to that peak, the violent pounding of his father's cock in his ass all that the other rhino needed. And likewise, nothing but the clutching and squeezing of Sam's tight ass around his father's cock was responsible for each of Frank's own releases as the evening and the night beyond wore onward. Huffing, grunting, sweat pouring off his huge and trembling body, Frank let loose load after load deep into his son. He came inside Sam until it was oozing out between them as they fucked again and again, overflowing and further lubricating their loud, sloppy sex.

If either of them tired, if either of them began to feel the slightest fatigue as their wild, incestuous fuckfest continued deep into the night, they didn't let it show. Their need for one another, their need for this which had been held back and separated by almost a thousand miles for over six months was greater than any amount of fatigue. It transcended their temporary, fleeting need for rest. Their need was pure. It was love, it was lust, it was all consuming in its savage beauty.

Frank bellowed as he came yet again, as he poured thick ropes of cum out into his son's loose, well worked and yet still squeezing, still hungrily quivering ass. He groaned in elation as he heard Sam screaming too, wailing in his own orgasmic euphoria, spilling yet more cum of his very own as a result of his father's loving, unceasing pounding of his backside and all its sweet, sensitive crevices.

He needed that sound. To hear his son happy. To hear Sam wailing, roaring, pounding at the ground with his fists in maddeningly intense orgasmic bliss. To know that his boy could feel, physically feel the degree of intensity to which he loved him.

And of course, Sam needed it too. Every throb. Every twitch. Every last release of his father's cock deep into his backside along with the deep, guttural cries that accompanied them. He knew his father loved him. They both knew that of one another, always and without question. But still they craved this lewd, taboo intimacy together. Still they needed it. To fuck. To cum. To be together violently, shamelessly until their bodies would not let them any longer. And finally, inevitably to collapse together in bed. Cock to cock. Face to face, bodies curled up together and panting, gasping, whimpering as they succumbed to their extreme exhaustion, with a final, breathless and joyous kiss... and a tender whimper from Sam to the man he loved.

"I... I'm so glad I'm home. I missed you. I... I love you so much, daddy."

By Jeeves

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