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Christmas Eve with Dad

By: Ash Cinder

It had been about two weeks since me and dad had that night together, and I had to admit, things weren't awkward between us at all. In fact, I think things had actually gotten better between us, now that I wasn't keeping my big secret from him anymore. We'd had a few romps since then, spent some time in the shower together, I certainly wasn't sleeping in my bedroom anymore... or at least not alone the few times I did. Heh, he was quite a horny old bear I soon discovered.

We were having a great time together leading up to Christmas Eve, decorated the tree together, made some food to take over to his parents for the yearly get-together. Though I was really nervous about seeing the family this year, since me and dad starting this new little relationship between us. I had a feeling I was going to act awkward with them like I did with dad before he and I confessed to each other.

But I knew I just had to calm down, it wasn't like that was going to somehow come up at all there. As we got ready to go to grandma and grandpa's I felt a knot in my stomach and washed my face to try and shake the nerves I was having. I usually looked forward to spending the holidays with my extended family, but this year I knew I was going to be tense as all hell the whole time.

I sat on the couch and twiddled my fingers, waiting for dad to finish getting ready. I looked over at our tree and at the presents under the tree. I looked over at my present from dad, I couldn't help but wonder what he got me.

"Don't get any ideas."

Dad's voice snapped me back and I looked up at hm. He gave me a chuckle.

"I was just looking at it." I defended.

"Uh huh?" He said sarcastically.

He took a seat next to me.

"You okay?" He asked. "You seem a bit more nervous than you usually do before the big family Christmas thing."

"It's just..." I tried to explain.

"Let me guess," He said, "you're worried things'll be awkward now that we're... y'know?"

"How'd you guess?" I blushed.

"I'm your dad, remember?" He said with a fanged grin. "I know my cub."

"Right..." I sighed, looking away for a second.

"Hey," He said, slowly turning my head back up to look at him with his paw, "it's not like they're going to know, right?"

"Right," I answered.

"And we're certainly not going to bring it up to them, right?"

"No way!" I said.

"So, you don't need to be so tense," He spoke softly, rubbing my shoulder.

"I can't help it," I let out a nervous chuckle, "I'm still getting used to this new thing we've got going on between us."

"We've got a little time before we go," Dad said, holding me close, "maybe I could help relieve some of that stress you've got?"

I blushed even harder and looked up at my dad, who was giving me a sly grin now.

"If you know what I mean."

I let out a squeak, suddenly feeling my privates unexpectedly squeezed. I looked down to see that he had stealthily slipped his paw into my pants and was playing around with my member.

I gave him a nervous grin before reaching down and unzipping my pants to allow his paw more room. He let out a small growl and started stroking my cock in my underwear. I moaned as my member began to grow in size in my dad's paw the more he stroked me. I let out a moan as he leaned in and kissed me.

I wrapped my arms around my father's larger body and our tongues danced in each other's mouths. He let out a lustful growl and kept jerking me off. I instantly began to relax on the couch while he pleasured me, completely forgetting about my nervousness. My paws ran down my father's chest and belly while we kissed. This was still very strange, yes, and I was still getting used to it, but it still felt natural to me.

Dad broke the kiss and grinned down at me. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back, relaxing fully and letting dad continue pleasuring me. I panted heavily, feeling my cock already starting to leak pre.

Then I felt something warm and wet wrap around my member and I gasped, my eyes shooting open and looking down to see my father bobbing his head up and down on my cock, while looking up at me with a very sly expression.

I moaned loudly as dad worked his tongue around my cock, flicking it a bit against the tip, making my body twitch.

"You like that, son?" He asked, pulling his mouth off my cock for a second and looking up at me.

I just nodded my head.

My body began to melt into the couch the more dad worked his mouth on my cock. He stroked the bottom of it with his paw while he kept moving his head up and down on my length. My eyes rolled back and I squeezed the couch, while stroking the top of dad's head as he pleasured me.

Dad slurped the pre that was leaking out of my cock and jiggled my balls with his other paw. My body shook with excitement as I looked down at my own father sucking me off. I had a feeling I probably wouldn't fully get used to this for the rest of the time that me and dad did this for the foreseeable future, but I would definitely enjoy it.

I could feel myself inching closer to orgasm the harder dad sucked. It appeared he could sense this as well, as he started to bob his head up and down faster. God, his muzzle felt so good wrapped around my cock.

"Oh fuck, dad..." I moaned, holding the back of his head with one paw.

Dad just chuckled before pushing his head down as far as he could and deep throating me, making me gasp and cum right down his throat right then and there! My eyes shot open as I felt my cock pulse inside my father's hungry maw, squirting more of my cum down his throat. He moaned deeply as he swallowed every last bit of my seed. I stroked my fingers through his brown head fur, it wasn't as thick as it used to be, but he wasn't balding, he looked good for a bear of his age.

Soon my orgasm transpired and dad removed his mouth from my wet cock and sitting back up to my level, licked his lips and gave me another deep kiss. I moaned as I tasted a bit of leftover cum on his lips before he pulled away.

"How was that?" He asked. "Feeling more relaxed?"

"Uh huh," I said with a happy sigh.

"Good, now get your pants back on," He gave my cheek a playful slap, "we don't wanna be late to your grandparents' house."

I gave a bit of a drunk sounding laugh before I pulled my pants up and followed dad out the door and to his car, before we drove off to meet the family.

That blowjob turned out to be just what I needed. I wasn't nervous at all on the ride over, and me and dad just talked like normal, not even mentioning or hinting at what we did before we left.

We arrived at grandma and grandpa's house after about fifteen minutes.

"Hey there Joel!" Grampa greeted dad. "And there's my little college freshman!" He turned his attention to me.

He gave me a big bear hug, squeezing me tight. Grampa was still pretty strong for an old grizzly.

"How're you doing, Caleb?" He asked.

"Well, you just broke my ribs, but other than that, I'm fine Grampa." I joked.

"Well how can I help it, I haven't seen you since you graduated!"

I walked inside and said hi to all my family members, my grandma, dad's brother uncle Ulric and his wife aunt Ida and my cousin Carson, and dad's sister aunt Trixie. It was great seeing them all again after quite a few months away from them at college.

We all had our hugs and kisses and they asked me how college had been.

"Well, I don't feel like dropping out yet." I joked.

"You'd better not, or dad'll really give it to you." Dad said, putting his arm around me.

I blushed at the joke, but of course the rest of the family just laughed, oblivious to the double entendre.

"Oh, don't give him such a hard time, Joel," Trixie said, "Caleb's a smart young man, always has been."

"Aw, thanks aunt Trixie." I blushed a bit more.

I played some computer games with my cousin who asked me all about college, since he was still in high school. He mainly wanted to know if it was as hard as he was expecting. I told him it really wasn't that hard, and it'd actually been more fun than my time in high school so far.

We didn't wait too long to eat dinner after we all shot the shit and settled in. We had a nice Christmas dinner of ham, mashed potatoes, and green bean casserole. It was all delicious and it was nice sitting down with everyone again, the whole family. And it wasn't nearly as awkward as I was expecting. I was glad dad gave me a little pick-me-up before we left, otherwise I probably would have been tense as all hell the whole dinner.

Once we finished dinner we chatted more and let our food settle for a bit. I looked around the living room as I rested on the couch, looking at all the gifts for everyone and the decorated tree. I looked at all the ornaments on the tree, but homed in on one, a small picture frame ornament shaped like a wreath. It was a picture of me and my mom and dad. I teared up a bit remembering my mom.

She was great to me, but I remember my dad taking her death even harder than I did. He was pretty emotionally drained the few days after her death and it took him a while to recover. I'd realize, the moments I spent with him had actually been probably some of the happiest moments I've seen dad in in a while. It made that bad feeling I had for leaving him alone while I went to college out of state.

I'm glad I returned to him and eventually told him my true feelings for him, but what would happen when I had to return to school in January? He'd be left all alone again. Was I prepared to do that after all we've been through that past few weeks, and no doubt more of it that would come the next month?

"You alright, Caleb?" My grandma snapped me out of my thought.

"Huh? Oh, it's nothing, I was just looking at this old photo ornament."

"Ah, your mother, I do miss her."

"Yeah, me too."

I hugged her.

"I'm glad your father still has you," She added. "You keep him together."

"Yeah," I agreed. You don't know the half of it, I added in my head.

"Ah, well no more of this talk that might bring down the mood, how about we open presents now?" She asked. "It's already 10:05, seems like a good time."

"Sure, that sounds great."

Grandma gathered the family around and we all opened our gifts. I got some snazzy new t-shirts from Uncle Ulric and Aunt Ida, a triforce pendant from their son Carson, my grandparents got me some new pants to go with the shirts, and Aunt Trixie got me a new water bottle and a book I'd been asking for.

But the one I'll always remember the most was the surprise one my dad pulled out. I figured he'd leave the gift he'd gotten me at home and wait for me to open it there.

"Go ahead, open it," He said.

I took off the ribbon and opened the box and saw a watch, a real nice one too, but my eyes widened when I saw a particular detail about it. It was a watch that opened and on the inside of it contained a picture of my parents and me together, it was one of the last photos taken before my mom died. I took it out of the box and examined it closer, admiring the gold and silver and of course the photograph inside. It was a picture of me and my parents at one of our trips to the beach, a few months before mom died.

"Thought you needed a little reminder of us whenever you were away at college." Dad said with a warm smile.

I got up and hugged him tightly, I loved it so much.

"Jeez Joel, way to one up us." Uncle Ulric joked.

We all laughed, and I put the watch on right away. We stayed for a while, had dessert before deciding it was time to go, as it was almost midnight. We said our goodbyes, gathered our presents and leftovers and headed home.

The drive home was nice with dad, just looking at the Memphis neighborhoods, all the Christmas lights shining and the fresh snow on the ground. It was definitely going to be a white Christmas tomorrow. Maybe I'd start a snowball fight with dad then. I chuckled a bit at the thought.

"Something funny?" I heard dad ask.

"Oh nothing, I was just kind of thinking about starting a snowball fight with you tomorrow," I suggested.

"I remember how you used to do that when you were a cub."

"It was fun wasn't it?"

"Yeah," He smiled.

"Remember that time I dressed up as Santa when you were six?" He asked.

"Oh yeah," I smiled.

"I remember how excited you were when I stepped out," He said, "did you know it was me?"

"Nah, I mean, yeah I figured it out when I was probably like ten, but I didn't at the time."

"That's good, it's nice knowing that that look on your face when you saw me dressed like that was genuine."

He looked over at me and gave me a warm smile that made me blush.

"Almost as good as the face you made back there at mom and dad's house." He smirked at me.

I gave him a playful punch on the arm.

"Really? 'Dad's gonna _really_give it to you?'" I asked. "You really had to phrase it like that?"

"Oh, come on, I'm your dad, you know I like giving you a hard time, besides it's not like they were going to see the double meaning of it."

"Still, could you not say something like that again in front of people, you're lucky I wasn't drinking anything when you said that, I would have spewed it everywhere!"

Dad just laughed and patted my shoulder.

"Sorry, I'll try and be a bit less 'embarrassing' in the future."

"That being said..." I continued, "I'm really glad we have this little thing going on between us." I admitted.

I leaned over and kissed dad on the cheek.

"Me too." He said, giving me another warm smile.

"Thanks again for the watch," I said, "that was... really unexpected."

"Yeah, I noticed you really needed a new watch when you came home," He said. "That old one's glass is so scratched up that you can barely tell the time on it anymore."

"And?" I asked, looking at the photo inside.

"And, like I said, I thought you could use a little reminder of us whenever you're away."

I looked at the photo, I kind of wanted to ask him about what he would do when I had to go back in January. But, that was so far away I figured that could wait.

We made it home and I got out of the car.

"Go ahead and head inside," Dad told me, "I'm gonna take the presents out of the trunk and take them inside."

"You don't need any help?" I asked.

"Nah I'll be fine."

"Alright, I'll have a beer waiting for you then."

I walked in through the front door and to the kitchen, making myself some quick hot chocolate and getting dad one of his beers out of the fridge. I walked back to the living room, drinking my hot chocolate and thinking about tonight. I was glad dad did what he did before we left, it really did help me relax and be less awkward at my grandparents' house. I can see why mom fell in love with dad when she was alive, he was quite the charmer.

I heard the garage door open up.

"What, did you wanna store the presents in the gara--"

I turned around and my eyes widened a bit in surprise to see my dad standing there in the Santa suit he'd been talking about earlier.

"Look what I 'found'." He said, walking over to me, holding his waist.

"Did you seriously have that in the garage all this time?" I laughed.

"Maybe." He said.

"No beard though?" I noticed.

"Nah, didn't keep that, got too dirty. Now..."

He made me yelp in surprise as he pulled me close to him and let out a lustful growl.

"Has this cub been naughty or nice this year?" He teased.

He kissed my nose, making me blush.

"And remember," He grabbed my ass with his paw, "be honest."

"Well, I have been doing some pretty naughty stuff..." I teased.

"Would you like to tell Santa Bear what sort of stuff you've been doing?"

"Well, I fantasized pretty lewd stuff about my own father for a number of years before finally telling him and letting him fuck me for the first time a few days ago," I said, running my paw down his chest.

"My, my, you _have_been a naughty cub this year," he smirked and gave my ass a firm squeeze.

"And he and I have been having quite a bit of fun over the holidays..." I elaborated and gave him a quick kiss. "In fact he just blew me right before we went to his parents' house for a Christmas party tonight."

"Hm, well I don't think coal would be a very proper punishment for you..." Dad said, "What do you think?"

I gave out an embarrassed chuckle.

"Maybe Santa should put me over his lap if you know what I mean?" I asked.

Dad grinned at me.

"Well, Santa did have a special gift for you that would be perfect for that 'punishment'," he smirked at me before moving over to one of the gifts under the tree, the one I'd been looking at before he and I left a few hours ago.

My ears perked up as I wondered what he really got me what I thought he was talking about.

"Go ahead and open it," he looked at the clock for a sec, "it's already 15 minutes past midnight. Merry Christmas!"

I looked at the rather long package before me and started to unwrap it. My heart pounding, hoping it was what he was insinuating it was. I got the last of the brightly colored wrapping paper off and opened the black box and let out a slight gasp. Inside was a wooden paddle, a real nice one too, had six holes going though it, three on the right side and three on the left, with a red string looped on the end to hang somewhere.

"Oh wow..." I said with a big grin on my face. "Thanks, 'Santa'." I gave dad a wink.

"Glad you like it," He said, sitting down on the living room chair, "now be a good cub and get over Santa's knee like you said you would."

He patted his lap and I pulled down my pants before walking over and doing as he said, getting over his knee and presenting my bare rump to him. I shivered as I felt him rub the paddle against it. I started to breathe heavily with anticipation before letting out a gasp when I felt dad strike me with the paddle.

It wasn't too hard, but my ass stung a bit and I clenched my fists. He struck me again with it, this time a little harder, letting out a chuckle. I moaned as my ass stung and my cock grew hard. It was a major turn on being over my dad's lap and have him spanking me like this, so surreal but erotic at the same time.

"How does that feel, cub?" Dad asked.

"Yes, Santa..." I moaned, "I've been very naughty this year, give me more!"

Dad just let out another deep chuckle and spanked me harder, five more times, my stubby tail wagged happily as my ass stung and my body tensed up.

I heard the paddle hit the floor as my dad dropped it, and felt his big paw slap my ass and squeeze it tightly, moaning as he groped it.

"Mmmm, you took your punishment like a champ, son, I think you deserve a special Christmas treat," I could hear the grin in his voice. "How about getting down on all fours for Santa on the couch over there, like a good boy?"

I did as dad said, climbing off his lap and getting on the couch on the other side of the living room. Dad followed me, I saw him reach into his pocket, pulling out some lube before undoing the red pants he was wearing and letting them fall to the floor, followed by his underwear, revealing that big erect shaft of his between his legs as he approached me. He got behind me, and I heard him coat his cock in lube followed by feeling him slowly shove his lubed-up finger inside me, making me moan.

He moved his thick finger in and out, getting a nice coating of lube inside me. I gasped and moaned loudly the more he fingered me, while he rubbed my sore butt with his other paw. A minute later, he pulled his finger out.

"There we go," He rubbed the top of my head, "nice and slick. Now, it's time for Santa to take a trip down this chimney." He joked.

I gave a nervous laugh at his silly joke, before moaning loudly as I felt him slowly push his thick member inside me. I pushed back against him, feeling him grip my hips with his firm paws. Once dad was all the way inside, he began working his hips, moving slowly in and out, I moaned in pure bliss as my father began to fuck me.

My arms and legs quivered each time he shoved that length in and I let out a pleasured sigh. Dad ran his paws up and down my body, running his fingers through my brown fur, letting out a lustful growl.

"Good boy," Dad said, rubbing my back, "taking Daddy's cock like a champ."

"Oh Dad..." I moaned, clenching against his cock.

Dad let out another growl and began thrusting even harder into me, holding my hips firmly and slamming his cock into my tight hole. His balls slapped my own as he cranked it up and started fucking me rougher. I started to push back each time in rhythm with his thrusts, loving the feeling of my own dad being balls deep inside me. The fact that he was dressed like this just added to that.

I dug my claws a bit into the couch cushions, feeling dad start to thrust even harder and deeper into me, his cock smoothly sliding in and out of my hole thanks to the lube.

"Yeah dad, give it to me!" I begged.

Dad wrapped his strong arms around my body and pressed his thick body against my slightly smaller one, thrusting into me wildly like an animal ready to fill his mate with his cubs. I let out pleasured grunts as I feel and hear his wet cock slam into me each time. The feeling of his warm body pressed against my back made me near orgasm even faster.

I was almost ready to climax, I could feel pressure building up inside my groin each time Dad's shaft speared my prostate.

"You feel so good son." Dad whispered in my ear.

"Fuck, you do too dad."

Then Dad pulled my head to the side and smashed his muzzle against mine in a passionate kiss, his tongue pushing its way into my mouth and exploring. That did it, my body tensed up in his arms as I came jets of cum all over the couch cushions. Dad continued his passionate kiss, stroking the side of my face with one of his paws while rubbing my chest with the other one.

I moaned into his mouth as he humped my ass fast and hard, ready to fill my insides with his seed. I started telling him I was ready as well, clenching against his cock each time he thrust it inside me. With one final thrust, dad released me from the kiss and let out a triumphant roar, as he shot his load deep inside my tailhole, making me moan as I got a nice warm feeling inside from it. With that, I collapsed onto the couch, with my dad following on top of me.

We both just lay there, completely spent from the fun we'd just had. My belly stuck to the cushion due to my wet cum that was staining it, and dad continued to rub his paws around my body, his cock still inside me, squirting away.

I turned my head to look at my dad out of the corner of my eye to see him giving me a loving smile. He leaned forward and gave me a quick kiss on the side of my muzzle, hugging me tightly with his strong arms.

"I love you dad." I moaned.

"Aw, I love you too, Caleb," He said, "And merry Christmas."

"Merry Christmas, Dad." I moaned.

We both lay there and fell asleep together, happy to know that we'd both be spending Christmas with the one we loved.

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