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Better Than Him - Ch 1

Seeing his son's face all joyful and excited sent a weird strangling pain through Barry's heart. As he looked across his living room at Duke, the old shark's hands curled into angry fists. An urge grew within him to just... ugh... punch the happiness out of the dumb little wimp's face.

It just didn't feel right. His son, someone who was a disappointment in every way imaginable, didn't deserve to experience such joy, and especially not about something like this. How it happened was anyone's guess. But how long it would last... well, Barry would see to that. He'd always had a way of returning things to their natural order.

"He's really amazing, dad", Duke said, head pointed down and eyes looking away shyly -- a pathetic smile painted across his face that made him look oh-so-fuckin-hittable. "He's so sweet, and he's so kind, and he's really smart and funny, and..." The smaller shark let out a bashful laugh. "And... he's really attractive. Like, how the hell did I end up with someone like him?"

Beats me, Barry thought with flared nostrils, his eyes idly moving up and down his son's body as the pair sat there in their living room. He scanned his son's body for something -- anything -- that had apparently won this supposed catch of the year over. Much like his son, they came up short. He couldn't fathom what the appeal was at all.

Compared to his father, Duke was weak and small and entirely meh. Where were the crushing muscles that his father was packing? Where was the towering height that Barry boasted? Duke was only half his size, for fuck's sake, and it always seemed like the other shark could push his son over if he breathed too hard in his direction. Duke looked like a different, inferior species to his father, and he was an eternal shame to shark-kind.

Worse than that, he was a humiliation to his father. As far as Barry was concerned, Duke was a lost cause -- a waste of time, a waste of money, and a goddamn waste of air.

"I'm happy for ya, kid", Barry lied through his sharp teeth in his deep voice -- much deeper and manlier than Duke's.

"Heh, thanks Dad", his son said in response, still smiling at the ground like an idiot. "The moment I met him, I knew that we..."

Barry just zoned out while his son rambled on about whatever the fuck it was, his cold dark eyes staring at his son. Fuck, he was so goddamn angry sitting here and listening to Duke tell him all about how delighted he was, and he felt blood pumping through his powerful muscles, begging him to do something with his strength to make himself feel better. Fantasies flashed through Barry's mind of him standing up, walking over to his son, and using his bulging arms to just crush the air out of him. Or maybe simply sitting on him with his immense until his son stopped breathing. Or maybe whipping his massive, sloppy, greasy, veiny, uncut monster cock out and fucking his son's throat with it until he drowned in bucket-loads of thick manly cum. He smiled slightly to himself as he thought about the peaceful relief of never having to deal with Duke ever again...

And thinking about murdering his pathetic excuse for a son caused his cock to twitch to life inside his pants, his big old rod oozing precum into the folds of his long, wrinkly foreskin. He made no effort to hide his erection as it grew and bulged alongside one of his thighs. He didn't care if he son saw it -- he'd stopped caring what the fuck his son thought years ago. Then again, his dick was so big as to be unhideable anyway.

His son gulped loud enough that Barry could hear it from the other side of the room, and the two made eye contact. Despite his son's noxious happiness, Duke was fidgeting with his hands, and the older shark's dark eyes narrowed. He could smell Duke's anxiety stinking up his living room.

He couldn't imagine why...

If Duke and this new boy were so close, and so good together, and so in love, they had nothing to worry about.

The happiness born from talking about his sweet lover had faded, and now Duke had an amusingly resolute expression on his face. Determined. That alone almost made Barry want to break into laughter.

"Dad... When you meet him... behave".

There was a lot emotion simmering behind those few words. They both knew what Duke meant -- please don't do to this one what you did to every other boy I brought home in the past.

Barry snorted with laughter, and in a fake playful and surprised tone said, "Behave? What the hell do ya mean, son?"

Duke rolled his eyes, sighing. "You know what I mean. Keep it in your fuckin pants this time, alright? I really love this one. He's different to the others. He's special".

That almost sounded like a challenge.

The older shark shrugged casually. "Hey, not my fault the others were such starving sluts. But if this one's different like ya say, you've got nothin' to worry about, son".

The younger shark let out a quiet groan, and in a demanding tone with narrowed eyes, said, "Just... be nice to him, alright? Please?"

A sneer moved through Barry's face that he quickly hid with a well-practiced smile. "Of course. I'll make him feel real welcome, don't ya worry".

Be nice? Oh, I'll take real good care of your special boy.

* * *

As they pulled up at the farmhouse in Duke's car, Mako was a little nervous. After all, his boyfriend Duke had spent much of the car trip warning him about the kinds of things his father might try to say or do to him -- many of them he literally couldn't believe. How a father could ever think of doing those kinds of things to his son was terrible...

But the orca could tell that his boyfriend Duke was even more anxious than he was. Behind a face so serious he was almost frowning, the shark was gripping the driver's wheel so tightly his knuckles were white, and his whole body looked tense.

"Babe, it's fine", the orca said, leaning towards him and flashing him with the warmest smile he could manage. "I've been to a few clubs in my time, so I know how to handle pervy older men".

The shark chuckled briefly, and then turned to him with a smile, but his eyes remained shadowed with worry. "I know, I know, I just... If he makes you really uncomfortable, just tell me, okay? And we'll leave. Just say the word, and we're gone. We can figure out another place to stay, or sleep in the car, I don't care". Duke swallowed hard, a tiny tremble to his voice. "I'm not gonna lose you".

Mako shook his head with a kind of amusement. "I dunno what happened with your other boyfriends, or what kind of magic spell your father seemed to cast on them, but I promise, I'm not like them. You know I wouldn't do anything to hurt you".

The expression on Duke's face softened, and the shark dipped his head and nodded, showing the shark that Mako loved -- vulnerable and sweet, a cute mix of nerves and embarrassment. "Okay".

The air outside was hot and thick with little breeze, and Mako was eager to get inside where it was cooler. Duke didn't share that eagerness, and walked towards the house with heavy footsteps. At the door, he paused, turning to the orca to say, "I love you". His tone was serious, as though the words were some kind of protective spell.

"I love you too", Mako replied with a sigh. "You silly shark".

Duke knocked while Mako took a moment to gaze at the massive door in front of him with wide eyes, easily twice his height, thinking, Holy shit, what kind of hulking monster needs a door this big? Duke was only a foot taller than Mako, but the door was still much larger than his boyfriend...

It wasn't long before he got his answer, as he could hear footsteps approaching the other side of the door, so heavy that the ground itself trembled underneath his feet. Duke nervously drummed his fingers on his thighs.

The door swung open into the house, dragging air with such force that Mako was sucked inside and stumbled forward. But his body quickly smacked against a very big warm mass that was pleasantly firm in some areas and soft and meaty in others.

Mako quickly regained his footing and took a couple of steps backward. Glancing up, he stuttered, "S-sorry, I--" And then the words caught in his throat as his eyes took in the monstrous body filling out the door frame. "Wow! You're, uhh, really--"

"Sexy? Oh I know that", Barry said with a grin. "But that's kind of ya to say regardless".

"Dad!" Duke warned his father. "Don't start already".

"I-I was gonna say, big", Mako chuckled nervously, feeling a heat through his cheeks. Fucking hell. Duke had warned Mako all about his father Barry's attitude, but he'd said nothing of his sheer fucking size. The orca had never seen anyone like him. He was a mountain of meat and chunky muscles, and the tight-fitting shirt he was wearing left nothing that was bulging underneath it a secret.

"Well to me, big and sexy are one and the same, y'know", Barry said with a smirk and a smooth tone. "If you think huge, muscly, manly guys like me aren't sexy, there's something wrong with ya".

Duke groaned and dragged a hand over his face, muttering something to himself.

"Now c'mon inside. I've been lookin' forward to meeting ya", Barry said, turning and gesturing towards the inside of the house with a powerful muscle-bound arm.

The older shark winked at Mako, and the orca felt the smallest of shivers ripple through his body.

* * *

As they sat around the dining table, waiting for the fish in the oven to finish cooking, Barry casually munched on a carrot and glanced between the boyfriends. "So you fags fucked yet?"

Duke choked on his drink, water dribbling down his shirt. "Dad! What did I--"

Barry simply talked right over the top of the smaller shark. "I know you've got a puny little dick, son. But tell me you can at least get it up for a hot piece of ass like this", he said, pointing at Mako with the half-eaten carrot and smirking in his direction.

"Fuck, Dad..." Duke was breathing heavily, a pink tint to his cheeks, and Mako could feel the nerves radiating from his boyfriend like heat. The younger shark clenched his fists and his voice grew steadier, but it was still a little quieter than usual. "Quit it", he growled at his father.

Barry shrugged in return, utterly unfazed by his son's anger. "It's a simple question, son. I'm just curious. That's all". Mako noticed the quiet smile at the corner of Barry's mouth, suggesting there was more behind what he'd asked than mere curiosity.

Mako just sat there, watching his boyfriend and the older shark interact, and feeling stunned by Barry's explicit meanness. Duke had warned him about what might happen, yeah, but to be sitting in a room listening to a father casually insult his own son in front of his son's boyfriend...

The orca sighed internally. He couldn't believe that Barry had criticised his son in every second sentence since they'd arrived. Maybe taking responsibility for this would get Duke's dad off his back for a minute. "We're taking it slow", the orca said, begrudgingly coming to his bigger boyfriend's rescue. "I haven't done it with anyone before, and I told Duke I didn't want to rush into anything".

It was a lie. While Mako was a virgin, it certainly wasn't by choice. In fact, he was aching for sex, but Duke's nerves were responsible for the lack of anything more than a blowjob or a handjob. Something from Duke's past seemed to have killed his confidence, and Mako wasn't sure he knew the full story. But seeing the way the two sharks interacted felt like a piece of the puzzle... if not the entire picture.

Barry just snorted and took another bite of carrot that he munched loudly while talking. "Virgin, huh? And ya want your first time to be with my son?" The big shark paused for a moment and glanced at Duke with raised eyebrows before shaking his head and sputtering with laughter. "C'mon kid, you're a little hottie. Ya could have set the bar a little higher, y'know?"

Even more quietly than before, his voice emitting a sinking feeling about how this was going, Duke said, "Dad, please--"

But, looking straight at Mako, Barry's loud voice rolled over his son's words yet again. "Don't ya want your first time to be special, kid? Memorable? At least somewhat pleasant? You won't get that with him. You should be lookin for a proper man, someone to make ya scream and moan while their fat pole rearranges your insides".

"Dad, can you go get the fish please?" Duke said, loud and annoyed, as an obvious excuse for him to try to have a minute alone with his boyfriend.

But the older shark wasn't having it. "Why don't ya make yourself useful for once and go fuckin get it yourself, Duke?" Barry snapped back, not even looking at his son. "I'm busy gettin to know your sexy little boy-toy".

The smaller shark was quiet. He took a deep breath, and turned towards the orca with a defeated look across his face. "Sorry, babe. I'll be back in a minute, or we'll never end up eating..." he said. Then he stood up and walked into the kitchen, leaving Mako and Barry alone at the table.

Mako watched his boyfriend leave with wide eyes. Duke was right, Barry was something else -- outright bullying his own son in front of his boyfriend the very first time they'd met. And Mako's heart swelled with sympathy. He'd known Duke for months now, and he knew him for the sweet, caring, considerate guy he was. It hurt to see a guy like that get emotionally pounded and humiliated. The orca wanted to help, but he had no idea what to do other than continue reassuring Duke.

To be honest, he had kind of been hoping for the kind of relationship where his boyfriend would be the big strong one who protected him and made him feel safe. Until now, that's what he thought he had. But damn, around his father, Duke was... different. He was the weaker one. He became a wimp.

The two sharks clearly had a messed up relationship.

Left here at the table alone with Barry, the silence was thick between them, save for the sound of Barry's chewing. Mako swallowed a bit of his anxiety to try to make conversation, and thought about the best word to represent Barry's stunning cruelty. "You're very, umm, direct".

The old shark just shrugged and threw the rest of the carrot into his mouth. Mako watched as he obliterated the vegetable between his sharp teeth in a curious kind of awe. "Ya get to my age, kid, and ya stop giving a fuck about pretending to be nice". Then he leant forward, and looked deep into Mako's eyes. As he continued speaking, there was an unusual tone of tiredness in his voice. "Listen to me, there's no point. My son's a fuckin disappointment, I'm telling ya now. I had such hopes for him, that maybe he would turn out like me, or his bigger bro, but no. He's tiny and he's weak and sooner or later you're gonna realise you're wasting your time with him, just like I was in tryin' to raise him to be a man". As Mako looked at him with silent bewilderment, Barry shook his head and huffed air through his nostrils, continuing, "He's just a lost cause. It took me years to figure it out, and when I finally did, it hurt me bad. But ya seem like a good kid. So I'm just tryin' to save ya some time. Don't make the same mistake I did". The old shark leant back in his chair once more and smirked, looking a little lighter after getting that off his big bulky chest. "Trust me. Jump ship onto a bigger man's dick the first chance ya get".

Mako felt an icy chill in his thumping heart. He couldn't believe what he was hearing -- the equivalent of a father throwing his own son under the bus and kicking him to make sure he didn't get up. Even as his brain struggled to process the shark's words, the orca felt like it was his responsibility to try to stand up for his boyfriend, because that's what boyfriends did. "Y-you're wrong about him", he said. "He's very sweet, and kind. He makes me very happy, and he--".

Barry just laughed and stood up from the table. Mako couldn't help but reflexively shrink in his chair as the shadow of the gigantic shark easily eclipsed his small form. "Happy, eh? You don't know the meaning of the word, kid".

With that, the shark shoved a hand down his pants and pulled his cock out, dropping it onto the table. It landed with such a heavy thud that glasses rattled and things fell over. "This is happiness, kid".

Mako gasped with shock so hard he pulled a muscle.

That... cock... was... unbelievable.

It was so big. It was so long, so thick, so... BIG. The old shark's shaft was dark, veiny and greasy, and Mako wouldn't have even been able to wrap two hands around it. His foreskin was long and wrinkly and covered his entire cock head, shimmering under the light with sloppy precum, and oozing juices onto the tablecloth in a dark patch that was growing bigger and bigger each second. The shark's cock head throbbed and stretched along the table towards Mako, growing bigger with each pulse, like it was calling to the little orca, inviting him to touch it, to succumb to it, to surrender to it. It was like nothing Mako had ever seen, and certainly nothing like Duke's, which until now, Mako hadn't thought of as small. But in comparison to his father's, the only word that suited it was tiny.

And the smell. Mako could smell it from the other side of the table, and the moment it met his nostrils it was all he could sense. Musky, thick, and dirty. Manly. Despite the distance, the stench of cock clouded his mind like he'd just snorted his brains out on some drug -- some dirty fuckin drug off the street that he knew was bad for him, but he didn't care. A part of his mind he didn't know existed awakened for the first time, and it begged him to surrender to that obscene cock and swim in its filthy smell and drown in it and die with it in his lungs and in his skull.

Barry must have heard the footsteps before Mako did, because he casually sat back down at the table and slid his chair forward to hide his dick -- not putting it back inside his pants, merely making sure Duke couldn't see it as the small shark came back into the room with the fish.

"Here, it was almost done, but I had to wait for it to crisp up", Duke said, oblivious to what had just happened in the dining room. He placed the plate on the table between the three of them, unknowingly right on the damp circle of his father's cock juice on the tablecloth. As he sat back down, he leant over to wrap an arm around his boyfriend, and whispered, "I hope he wasn't too painful while I was gone".

Mako was still so stunned he could hardly move, and he forced a nervous smile in lieu of words. The air had been sucked out of his chest and he couldn't breathe. While the orca was sitting there, tense, shocked, and sweating, Barry was the opposite -- calm and happy, shooting a secret, arrogant smile at the orca.

"Thanks, son", Barry said, then he spoke in a softer tone for the first time since the orca had arrived. "Y'know, while you were gone Mako here was telling me about how much he loves ya and how happy ya make him. And ya know what? I'm happy for ya. I'm happy for both of you. I'm glad ya found each other, and..." He sighed. "I'm sorry I was comin' down on ya so hard. That's not easy for me to say, but you know how I can be, I say stupid shit without thinkin".

Fucking hell... Mako thought. He's so smooth at this.

"R-really?" Duke said, his face showing a faint mix of relief and happiness as he looked at his boyfriend and shot him a thank-you smile. "That's... uhh, that's really nice of you to say, Dad".

And Barry smiled too, warmth all over his face but absent in his eyes. "Let's eat, huh?"

Mako had no appetite. Well, not for food, anyway. All he could think about was that massive cock python hanging there underneath the table, throbbing, drooling onto the floor, just a couple of metres away. He could still see the bulging veins and shimmering foreskin in his mind, permanently burnt into his neurons. Even worse, he could still smell it, a secretly dirty tone underneath the steam of the fish, wafting underneath the tablecloth towards him -- a smell so strong he could almost taste it. That he couldn't actually put his lips and tongue to it felt like a crime. He felt sick, and confused, and even scared, but more than anything else... he was so fucking horny, and so fucking hard, and it wasn't going away.

Bubbling underneath it all was guilt. Because he didn't tell Duke what his father had done. He couldn't. He didn't want to. Because then Duke would take him home.

And he would never have a chance of seeing that big slimy monster dick again.

* * *

"C'mere", Duke giggled, pulling his boyfriend into his arms as they lay there in bed together.

"Stop!" the orca squealed as the shark tickled at his body. He was wearing nothing but boxers, and his boyfriend's fingers had access to almost every sensitive part of his body. It was nighttime, and the shadows of their play-fighting forms were cast across the walls, lit only by Duke's bedside lamp.

"You love it", the shark laughed.

"I need... to pee", Mako giggled breathlessly. "You don't... ha... want me... to pee your bed... haha".

"Heh, maybe I'm into that", Duke growled in his ear.

"Shush!" Mako giggled, pulling free of his lover's arms. "Let me go before we make the wrong kind of mess".

Duke smiled and lay back on his bed, arms behind his head, naked except for his own pair of briefs. "Alright, alright. Hurry along now. I've got plans for you when you get back", he growled in a low voice.

Looking back at his boyfriend's body reclined across the bed, Mako told himself, Barry's wrong. Duke was fit, muscular, and nice to look at in so many ways. He's a damn stud. I wanna jump him right now.

He thought the words clearly to himself, saying them internally.

Wanting them to stick.

Mako giggled happily towards his boyfriend, but quieted himself before he slipped out the bedroom door. Barry had gone to bed about twenty minutes ago, and he didn't want to accidentally wake the old man up if he'd fallen asleep. Though he was hard to figure out in other ways, Mako knew Barry was the kind of guy you wanted to avoid angering whenever possible.

The orca slipped outside, closed Duke's bedroom door behind him, and wandered down the dim hallway to the bathroom. He relieved himself, and washed his hands, and soon found himself staring at his own face in the mirror.

"What the hell happened today?" he asked himself quietly.

That image of Barry's cock was still in his mind, as though the mere sight, or smell, had infected his brain. He physically shook his head to try to shake it out.

Just like Duke warned me, his father's so...

As he searched for the right word, his brain was full of answers.

_Manly? Sexy?

No! He's a dirty old perv.

With a massive fuckin schlong.

He's so mean and arrogant._

He has a goddamn right to be with a body and rod like that.

Mako growled at himself. Ugh, he'd never felt this way before. It was all so weird. He should have told his boyfriend what had happened, but... he couldn't, and he didn't know why, and it was so confusing. Fuck! He just wanted to be back in his boyfriend's arms where everything made sense.

The orca left the bathroom and quietly stepped back towards his boyfriend's room. So quiet, in fact, that he was able to hear a strange noise coming from a little further down the hallway... from Barry's room, where he realised the door had been left partly open.

Such a weird noise, Mako thought mindlessly, as his feet carried him towards it, past his boyfriend's door.

It was a kind of... wet, squelching noise. Again and again he heard it. Rhythmic and steady. And perhaps a part of Mako already knew what it was, and already knew that he really shouldn't be doing this, but that didn't stop him from slowly peeking inside Barry's door anyway.

When he saw Barry sprawled across his bed, butt-naked, pumping his gigantic sloppy pole, the orca almost fainted. He threw his hands to his mouth to cover his gasp, and his heart almost exploded out of his chest in time with his cock out of his boxers.

Schllllkk. Schllllkk. Schllllkk.

Barry was beating it with both hands, because it needed two hands -- more, even -- because it was so fucking big, towering into the air, so much bigger than when Mako had seen it earlier, because now it was hard. Even now, his foreskin was still so long that Mako couldn't see the shark's cock head, only the wrinkled skin around it squishing and stretching back and forth along its length. He could see the stream of precum dribbling from the folds of his foreskin, forming a slippery rope all the way down to the shark's musclegut stomach where a pool of the potent stuff had formed and started overflowing around his waist to soak the bed sheets. Though his chunky legs were spread, his balls were still visible over the tops of his thighs, jostling around in time with his jerks. And the old shark's body was tense, his muscles bulging out in terrifyingly arousing ways, his pecs the size of melons, his gut like a beach ball, and his arms flexed and doubled in size. And then there was the funk, at once the worst and best part of it all. The overwhelming stench of cock and precum and sweat and musk -- of greasy, oozing, unwashed body parts, and sheets that had been soaked in manly juices for months. It hit Mako like a slap in the face even standing there in the doorway. He couldn't imagine what it would be like inside the room or near the source.

"You just gonna stand there starin? 'Round here it's rude to see a guy in need and not offer to help", said a deep voice from within the room.

Mako gasped and stumbled backwards into the hallway until his back hit the wall, stuttering, "S-sorry!" Like a spotlight had been shone upon him in the dark, he suddenly felt incredibly bare and exposed, and he didn't wait for a response, retreating back towards his boyfriend's door, tugging it open, slipping inside, closing it behind him, and panting as his heart raced.

Duke sat up in bed and gave him a warm smile, joking, "Thought you'd gotten lost".

Mako summoned all of his strength to stop breathing so heavily and force a smile back. To pretend that nothing had happened. That he hadn't just been staring at his boyfriend's father pumping his slippery monster of a cock. That he wasn't more aroused than he'd ever been in his life.

On that thought, Mako dove underneath the covers of Duke's bed to hide his erection. Duke, entirely misjudging the situation, quickly took his boyfriend into his arms and squeezed him lovingly before moving a hand down to grope at Mako's crotch. When the shark's hand grabbed his painfully hard erection, the orca's heart skipped a beat, fearing that his boyfriend would find it suspect that he'd returned to his bedroom with a pre-prepared erection. But Duke, forever the big sweet dumbo that he was, simply growled with desire. "Damn, you're eager! Thinking about me in the bathroom, were you?" he chuckled.

Mako crawled up his boyfriend's body so their heads were level and stared into his eyes. Something about Duke's utter dumb obliviousness made his cock ache even harder -- so hard that it couldn't wait. "I need to cum", he breathed desperately.

"Whoa", Duke chuckled, grinning. "What got into--"

In frantic movements, Mako ripped his own underwear off, sat up and span around, planted his chubby butt on top of Duke's face, and grabbed hold of his dick and started pumping it hard. The relief was so intense that a moan exploded out of him, "Uungghhh!"

The shark very quickly got the right idea and started licking at his boy's hole, but Mako grinded his ass against his boyfriend's face hard, wanting more, craving more. Soon enough, Duke reached down to remove his own underwear and take his cock out to stroke it too.

Mako took one look at Duke's comparatively small cock in the midst of his vicious lust and felt a wave of... disappointment. He was burning with desire, but he wasn't gonna get what he needed from his boyfriend at all. Jamming his eyes shut, and rapidly beating his aching dick, he thought about what he wanted so badly.

Oh, Barry...

That massive fuckin shark, with his massive fuckin muscles, and his massive fuckin dick... So big and greasy and wrinkly and slimy and fleshy and heavy and stinky and fuck... He thought about the wet fuckin noises it was making while Barry was pumping it, because he was a fucking man whose cock was full of slimy sloppy precum and juice and sweat and musk and hnnnngggh.

The noises echoed in his skull. Schllllkk. Schllllkk. Schllllkk.

"Guhhhh! Fucccckk!" Mako groaned, his body shivering with tingly waves, bouncing on his boyfriend's face while drowning in thoughts of Barry's sloppy cock.

He wanted to kiss it and lick it and hug it and worship it and suck it and ride it and fucking die under it. It was godlike and it needed a slave taking care of it, pleasuring it, making it cum torrents of thick, musky cock-snot for boys to slurp up and beg for more from. It deserved it.

Unlike Duke's little dick.

"Hhhuuggghhh. Yessss... So... hot..." the orca moaned, tongue hanging out of his mouth, furiously masturbating, smushing his boyfriend's face against his tight hot hole. "So... bad..."

Schllllkk. Schllllkk. Schllllkk.

"FUUUUCCCK!" Mako whined as his orgasm ripped through him, and he shot so hard his ropes of cum splattered the bed between Duke's legs so far away. "GUHHHH!" He threw his head back and groaned helplessly as he came harder than ever before. The pleasure was so intense he couldn't restrain himself, and he let it out loudly -- secretly hoping his moans were loud enough for Barry to hear him, and that the old shark knew why he was cumming so hard.

Because of him. For him.

As the heavenly tingles slowly subsided, Mako fell forward onto his arms, panting, and his mind crawled back to him in a slow walk of shame, vaguely aware of Duke groaning against his asshole. He opened his eyes and saw the shark spurting over his stomach.

He watched his boyfriend cum... and remembered where he was, and what he was doing. As the afterglow of his orgasm dissipated, it left him feeling... cold and guilty.

As their naked, cummy, sweaty bodies cuddled afterwards, Duke whispered in his boyfriend's ear, "I didn't know I could make a guy cum that hard". He chuckled, grinning proudly.

Mako looked up at his boyfriend and forced a smile. And then he rested his head on Duke's chest and frowned, thinking to himself.

You can't.

* * *

The first thing Barry heard when he stepped out of his bedroom in the morning was the sound of Duke's laughter.

It made him want to punch a hole in the fuckin wall.

Or, better yet, his son's skull.

When he wandered out to the kitchen, Mako and Duke were standing there near the counter, wrapped around each other, the two boys locking lips and giggling to themselves. Duke had his hands on Mako's fantastic fat ass, and the orca's hands were on his boyfriend's chest.

Barry crossed his arms and leant against the doorway, watching them for a second. "There's my little guy", he said to Duke, and the shark turned to look at him with a lingering smile on his face -- a smile that flattened when Barry added with a snort, "Emphasis on little".

"Morning to you too, Dad", Duke said with a heavy sigh, sounding almost disappointed at his father's arrival. Poor fuckin baby.

"Hey", was all Mako said -- the bare minimum of politeness. Barry smirked at the orca, but Mako dodged his gaze, tucking his face inside his boyfriend's arm. The naughty little voyeur...

Duke started to say something but Barry spoke over the top of him. "Heard you two boys last night. Sounded like you were havin' a good time".

The little shark blushed. "Oh, ha, uhh, yeah... Sorry, Dad. Guess it's been a while, since we, uhh, you know. I think Mako was a little pent up, heh".

Barry shrugged that comment away. "He probably shot his load so hard because he was thinkin' about my dick instead of yours".

"Ugh", Duke groaned, turning towards him with a frown. "How many ti--"

Barry smirked. "Just kiddin", he lied. He winked at the little orca inside his boyfriend's arms, and Mako immediately squirmed uncomfortably. The orca was nothin if not easy to read. The old shark knew he was right, and his cock throbbed a few times inside his pants at the thought of Mako being with Duke but thinking about his own big old greasy dick instead. It felt right. He was always happy to help one of his son's boyfriends get off. They certainly needed the help, after all. "Duke", he added, "I need you to go cut some firewood for me".

"Now?"

"Yes, now. I said now. Now is when it gets done, dumb-ass".

"But you know I'm a bit..."

Small, was what Duke was too embarrassed to say. His big bro and father were much bigger and stronger, and therefore much better at manual work than he was.

"C'mon son. Ya need to be more like your big bro. He's actually useful around here, ya know?"

"But I don't know how to use the chainsaw".

Barry shrugged. "You'll figure it out". Worst that could happen was that Duke killed himself, so Barry wasn't particularly concerned.

"Uh, alright", Duke said hesitantly. "Mako, do you wanna co--".

"What's the matter? Afraid of leaving your boyfriend alone with your old man?"

"N-no", Duke scoffed.

Of course he fuckin was. And he fuckin should be.

"Stop yappin and go", Barry said. "Mako'll be in one piece when ya get back".

Duke nodded with defeat, gave his boyfriend a kiss, and headed outside, having to squish around his father's huge body in the doorway as Barry made no effort to get out of his son's way.

Then it was just Barry and Mako once again. The orca, looking nervous, busied himself by flicking through yesterday's newspaper on the kitchen counter, blatantly just doing whatever to avoid making eye contact with the big shark. The older shark could sense his embarrassment. The small thing clearly wanted to pretend last night hadn't happened at all.

Barry walked behind Mako and pressed his entire body against him -- or, more accurately, since Mako was only as tall as the shark's belly button, he pressed his entire lower body against him.

Mainly his cock.

It meant that his long, meaty snake, which was hanging down one of his thighs, squished against Mako's back. The orca gasped and froze in place, stuttering, "Uh, hey, listen, I'm s-sorry about last night, I... I didn't mean to catch you, uhh, you know".

The shark intensified his weight against Mako, not enough to hurt the poor little thing, but just enough to give him an idea of how fucking massive and strong he was. To tease him more than threaten him. To give him a reminder of what he could be playing with instead of that piss-weak excuse for a shark. "Oh, ya don't have to apologise for that, kid", Barry said in a low deep voice. "If anything, I'm offended ya didn't stick around".

Mako squirmed, but he wasn't going anywhere with Barry against him. "No, I... that's not what I--"

"Oh quit lyin' to yourself, kid", he chuckled. "I can see it in your eyes, plain as day. I can see it better than you do. I know what you were doin. A part of you does too. Now look, it's an admirable thing you're doin. I get it, really. You're a nice little thing. But you're wasting your time with that little cunt of a runt. He's not worth it".

Mako gasped a few words silently before saying, "No. No! He makes me very happy! He really does!"

Barry laughed, causing his weight to shift around, and making Mako jolt in time with the massive muscle-gut against his head. "Happy? Kid, I keep tellin' ya, ya don't know the meaning of the word. Nothin he can ever do for ya can ever come close to the happiness you'd get outta huffin' on my musky ball sack or slurpin' the juice outta my foreskin".

Mako, wide-eyed, struggled for words. Eventually, very unconvincingly, he sputtered, "That's not true".

"Ah, kid..." Barry sighed, and shook his head. "Alright, lemme prove it to ya. And I'll give ya the best chance I can, too. Answer a question for me. What's Duke do to you that makes you the happiest? What's the best thing about him?"

Mako looked up at him in confusion and hesitated.

"C'mon kid. If you're right about this, I'll leave you two boys alone. I promise".

Mako chewed his lip, slowly realising he had little choice but to play the big shark's game. "I... I mean, when he wraps me in his arms, and he kisses me, I feel really happy".

Barry stepped back from Mako. The orca slowly turned around and looked at him curiously. "Alright then", the old shark said. "That's what he's best at, huh?"

Mako nodded timidly.

"Then I'll show you there's nothin he can do that I, or even almost any other fuckin man, can't do better".

With that, Barry picked the boy up by his armpits and dropped his chubby orca ass onto the counter. He stepped forward, pressing his gigantic body against the tiny orca, and took the confused, helpless boy into his massive muscular arms. Then while the boy had his mouth open in surprise, Barry leant forward, pushing Mako backwards with his weight, and shoved their mouths together, forcing his tongue between the orca's lips and inside his stunned mouth.

Mako tried to pull away, but it was far too late. Barry wrapped him in his gigantic muscles, one hand on the back of Mako's head, the other slipping inside the orca's shorts to squeeze at the smooth skin of his ass, both of them pulling the boy closer against his chest and stomach. The big shark groaned into Mako's mouth as he pressed his hips forward between Mako's spread legs, his massive dick straining against the fabric of his pants and threatening to break free, it was so hard. Though Mako continued squirming, Barry could feel the orca's own hardness digging into his shaft, somewhere along its enormous length. The poor kid had an erection before Barry had even started.

He fucked the orca's mouth with his tongue as deep as he could, tasting Mako on his tongue while shovelling his own saliva into the boy's mouth, making sure the kid felt nice and violated by forcing him to swallow the shark daddy's spit. Barry himself salivated with lust from probing Duke's boyfriend's mouth, so much so that Mako had to keep swallowing it down or he would have drowned.

He humped his massive body against the young orca's small frame for a minute, until, grinning internally, he finally gave Mako his test. Suddenly, he stopped orally attacking the boy's mouth, and moved to pull away from the orca's body.

Mako, despite all his wimpy protests, and despite having a fuckin boyfriend he apparently loved so much, showed his true colours right then. For just a brief moment, as Barry pulled away, the orca squeezed Barry's waist between his legs to try to stop him from leaving. His lips wrapped around Barry's tongue and sucked. He scooted his hips forward and pressed his throbbing hardness against Barry's own and he let out a tiny groan of need and frustration and lust.

And then, a few seconds later, Mako perhaps finally realised what he was doing, and withdrew, their lips making a smacking noise. He panted heavily, eyes cast down, crushed by guilt.

Barry almost felt a little bad for him. This boy was different to Duke's other boyfriends. He was the sweetest, kindest, and most caring one Barry had seen. Duke and Mako had been together the longest, and they'd been the most affectionate, the most committed, the most in love. Mako didn't want to hurt Duke so bad. And he had tried, so, so hard to resist.

And that's what made it so fuckin hot. Because despite all that, it had still taken less than twenty-four hours to break him.

Barry was just that goddamn fuckin sexy.

And Duke was just that goddamn fuckin worthless.

With a sharp-toothed, triumphant grin, Barry breathed, "Better than Duke?"

Mako, solemn under the weight of an undeniable truth, whimpered, "Fuck..."

"Mhmm. Told ya", the old shark said with a cheery tone, using his snout to nudge the boy's head backwards so they were looking at each other again. "Don't be sad now. This is a good thing. Because now I'm gonna make ya feel a lot better". While Barry spoke, he unzipped his pants, tugged his underwear down a little, and grabbed hold of his cock shaft, ready to pull it out.

"Oh fuck", Mako groaned helplessly, as he realised what Barry was doing.

Then as the shark flopped his dong out and dropped its heavy weight in Mako's lap, the orca screamed it.

"Oh fuck!"

Barry chuckled, and his cock pulsed. It was so big that, although their waists were level, it reached all the way up to Mako's chest and was resting a mere few inches from his cute little face. It rested there against the orca's body, hard, throbbing, and veiny, the sloppy folds of his foreskin marking the kid's shirt and getting it all damp with musky cock juice. "If you think my mouth tastes good, wait till you get a taste of this", the old shark said.

"Oh fuck, oh my god, fucking hell, it's... unngggghhh", Mako moaned, his tongue wetly licking his lips, an unrestrained joy sparkling in his eyes as they were glued to the shark's leaking rod.

Barry grinned to himself, his balls churning and his heart basking in the joy of having his son's boyfriend drooling over his juicy cock. "This is what ya needed, kid", he said smoothly. "I was trying to tell ya. This is pure happiness right here. It's all ya need in life".

Mako nodded along like he was under a spell. The orca brought his hands to caress the shark's balls where they rested atop his thighs, like they were holy objects, before slowly moving them up the shark's sloppy pole. "Oh Barry. It's fucking amazing. It's so fuckin big. It's nothin like Duke's..."

Barry grunted approvingly, his cock flexed, and a squirt of precum landed on Mako's neck. "Don't have to tell me, kid", the old shark chuckled. "But I love hearin' it anyway. I could crush his fuckin dick with mine".

"You really could", Mako droned, his sweet innocence snuffed out of him in sight of Barry's godlike masculinity. Then he took a deep breath through his nose and let out a huge groan. "That fuckin smell... Oh my goddd that fucking smell".

Barry laughed. "You don't wanna know the last time I showered".

"Nnnngggh, it's... I've never smelt anything like it, dude. It's fuckin... somethin' else. It's incredible. You're incredible".

Barry just smiled with satisfaction. "Go on, kid. Give it a kiss. Kiss it like you kiss Duke".

"I'll kiss it even better", Mako moaned. "It deserves it".

The orca moved his soft lips to the tip of Barry's cock and sucked on his wrinkled foreskin. Barry grunted and shifted his legs apart to steady himself as he felt the pleasure of the boy licking and sucking the manly juices from the skin around the outside of his cock, running his little tongue through its folds and swallowing whatever it found.

"Ughhhh, how's that taste, kid?"

"Mnnnngggh".

The orca started using his hands to stretch the foreskin down the shark's shaft, bit by bit, hungrily bathing every millimetre of greasy skin with his tongue as he went. Barry's cock throbbed like crazy, sending more and more precum dribbling out of his tip with every lick. And the boy slurped every river of cock juice from bottom to top with his lips and tongue like he was starving. Barry sympathised. Most boys showed that kind of hunger after being stuck with Duke for a while.

After minutes of working his way up the shark's immense foreskin, Mako pulled the skin down to reveal the shark's cock head, where it had been stewing in Barry's liquids inside his foreskin.

"I gotta warn ya, kid", Barry teased. "There's no stoppin me if ya--"

But Mako didn't care. He planted his mouth on the ring of Barry's foreskin surrounding his head like he was making out with someone's lips, and used his tongue to probe the shark's cock head. He sucked the precum and whatever else out of Barry's foreskin and started swallowing it down, gulp after gulp after gulp, licking his lips and moaning into the shark's skin around his cock head.

"Guhhhhghh, ugggggghh", Barry groaned, basking in the glory of what he was doing. Duke thought Mako was the sweetest thing in the world, and ten minutes ago they were making out together right here on this very spot. But now the orca was being the filthy little cockslut he really was at heart and loving it. Only a stud like Barry could ever make the kid this happy.

"Barry", Mako panted with what sounded like an urgent tone.

"Uh huh?"

"Put it around me".

The shark wasn't sure what Mako meant. Only when the orca slipped his lips inside the shark's foreskin, and started wrapping his lips around Barry's huge aching hot cock head, did he figure it out.

"Oh kid, you're fuckin amazing", he grunted, sparking with excitements. "I've got ya. Ah fuck. I've got exactly what ya fuckin need. Let daddy take care of ya".

While Mako kissed Barry's head, the shark used his hands to squish his massive foreskin against the boy's cheeks, and then work it even further up. His wrinkly, sloppy grey cock flesh covered Mako's pretty little mouth at first, and then his nose, and his cheeks, and his eyes, until it stretched around the boy's entire head -- so tight now that Duke could have recognised his boyfriend from the outside. At the same, Mako was stretching his mouth around Barry's head from inside the shark's foreskin, taking all of it into his mouth and licking around it with his tongue in circles.

It was like nothing Barry had ever experienced before. He stumbled backwards, his body attacked by pleasure, the suction around Mako's head was so intense that it sucked Mako's head forward perfectly in time, and the boy didn't miss a beat pleasuring the big shark's dick.

Mako's tongue sent ripples of sexual relief through Barry's huge body, and the shark groaned loudly, enjoying himself. "Guuhhhh! Fuck! AAAHHHHHH FUUUCCCKK THAT'S AMAZING! Ugggghh, you're such a good boy. Such a good, filthy little whore for my big daddy dick, aren't ya? Fuccck! Bet ya never dreamt of a dick like this. Big, fat, sloppy, stinking, manly! Ugggh! That little wimp can never give you this!"

This was the only thing that made Duke's existence worthwhile. It was the only time that Barry was ever grateful his son still lived and breathed. It was when Barry was taking out all of his anger and frustration and loathing for his son on one of his son's boyfriends. This wasn't just an act of lust. It was also pure unbridled hatred. This was his fucking reward for putting up with his embarrassing excuse for spawn. Duke was no more than some fucking genetic mistake that plodded around and whined and fucked things up and pissed Barry off.

The little fucker had sucked so much happiness out of Barry's life by existing. And this was Barry's revenge. It was the only time he was able to claim that happiness back -- by taking the things and the people that made Duke happy away from him in such a beautifully fitting manner. Proving to anyone ignorant enough to briefly consider that Duke was a worthwhile object that they were wrong, and Barry was right. That compared to his father, Duke was pathetic, and weak, and tiny, and worthless, and outright worse than his father in every way imaginable.

As Barry thought about his son, hatred surged through his body. "Grrrrrr, you fuckin little cunt!" he growled. And he let that hatred out by thrusting his hips back and forth to facefuck Duke's boyfriend's sweet little mouth, who was jerking himself off frantically while gagging on Barry's fat dick.

"FUCK YOU DUKE!" he roared as loud as he could, triumphantly, proudly, rubbing his own body lovingly while he plowed his fucktoy's tight mouth. "Ya fuckin prick! Ya worthless piece of shit! This is what ya deserve every day of your fuckin life! Guhh!" There were no conquests sweeter than the boys Duke gave his heart to, and Barry felt so fuckin good about himself for claiming the sweetest one with his dick right now, gagging him on his cock head and enveloping his face with his greasy musky dick skin, just how nature intended.

He grabbed hold of Mako's head through his thick foreskin and held it in place while he plowed the kid's mouth real good, pulling out as far as the suction allowed before cramming his oozing, throbbing head down the orca's throat, over and over. All the while, Mako licked hungrily at his leaking cock-slit, drinking down all the juice the old shark was feeding him. The kitchen was full of the sounds of sex -- Mako's muffled moans, Barry's horny grunts, the orca beating his dick, and the squelching sounds of slapping balls and a sloppy facefuck.

But then, just above the sounds of their lust and passion, Barry heard another noise. The back door dropping shut. Footsteps approaching. And the most annoying sound in the world. Duke called out, "Did you yell for me, Dad?"

Part of Barry, a big part, wanted his son to walk in on him with his son's boyfriend's face buried inside his dick so he could cum while his son gasped with heartbreak right in front of him. But then it'd all be over way too soon, and there was still endless fun to be had behind his dumb son's back. There was nothin sweeter than sex with his son's boyfriend -- sex with his son's ex-boyfriend had just slightly less of an appeal about it. So he wanted to make this last.

He quickly scooped his fingers under Mako's fat ass and lifted him up before lowering him to the ground at his feet, behind the counter. Mako, so caught up in heavenly bliss and oblivious or uncaring to what was happening in the outside world, simply got on his knees and continued worshipping Barry's fat dick.

As his dumb fuck of a son wandered into the room on the other side of the solid bench, Barry gave Mako a nudge forward with one of his legs so the orca was hidden in the gap under the countertop, and he shot Duke a wicked smile.

"Dad? Did you want me?" the little shark asked, walking up to the other side of the counter.

"Oh... Uh... Yeah..." Barry said, quickly wracking his brain for an excuse to keep his dumb prick of a son in the room.

I wanted to let you know I'm about to blow a big, fat, stinky load of cum down Mako's throat while you watch.

Mako, underneath the countertop, mustn't have had his ears plugged with too much foreskin flesh, because he suddenly started going crazy with lust on the old shark's cock, rubbing his lips rapidly over the base of the shark's head and licking at the bottom of his swollen glans with his tongue.

"Guhh, fuck", Barry couldn't help but groan at the secret knowledge of what Mako was doing. It hadn't taken much to turn the sweet boy into a perverted little cockslut who got off on cheating on his lover. He was just that sexy. "Thirsty, aren't ya?" the old shark growled to the little slut at his feet.

"What?" Duke asked, his eyes widening.

"I, uhh, I said, thirsty, are ya? After bein' out there with the firewood. You can work up a sweat, ya know. It's so hot..."

"Oh", Duke said, the confusion on his face softening. "No, I'm good. I'm still reading the instructions".

It was a good thing Barry's son was a dumb as a bucket of piss. It made cheating on him all too easy. Barry could do just about anything short of throwing Mako on top of him while railing the kid's ass and get away with it.

"Alright, ngh, alright", Barry grunted.

Oh fuck it, why not add insult to humiliation while he was at it? Make this real fuckin good, and verbally abuse his dumb cunt of a son while orally abusing his boyfriend. Barry deserved to properly enjoy himself after putting up with the bitch for so long.

"Listen, Duke, mm, I gotta talk to you". Damn, Mako was really working that dick good. The kid was born for this.

"Oh?" the little shark said, a flicker of dread in his face.

"Yeah, listen", Barry said, nibbling his lip. "You're a fuckin disappointment".

Duke froze. "Wh-what?"

"Mmmm, shit, I said... you're disappointing. I'm ashamed of you every single fuckin day. You're a fuckin embarrassment. Uggh".

Duke frowned with annoyance, glancing around the house. "Dad... do we really have to do this shit right now? I don't want Mako to hear".

"Why? Worried he'll agree with me? The little slut. He probably thinks the same I do".

The little shark grimaced, and for a moment there was anger in his eyes. "No, don't you... He's not like that! He loves me. He'd probably even stick up for me, knowing him".

"Oh is that right?" Barry laughed.

Because right now, every time I insult you, it turns him on so much he sucks me even harder and faster.

"He'll figure it out, sooner or later, son", the older shark continued. "Ah, fuck. He'll, guhhhh, see what I see in ya, what every one of your boys before him eventually realised. Mmmmngh. You're fuckin worthless, and, guhh, he can do so much better".

Duke huffed air through his nostrils, "No. Stop".

"You're a fuckin little dicked wimp, Duke. Ugh, shit. I should'a smothered ya with my fat dick when you were a baby, saved myself a whole world of pain. Fuckin hell, so good".

His son's face crumbled under the weight of a sad frown. "Why do you have to be like this?" the pathetic fuck whined. "Do you even know how much it... ugh".

Mako suckling on his drooling cock head while Barry insulted his son felt fuckin amazing, and he wanted it to last forever. But seeing his son's wounded face was so hot it pushed Barry over the edge and there was nothing he could do to stop it. As his heavy swinging balls tightened hard inside his sack, Barry slammed his hips forward, cramming his fat dick deep down Mako's throat, as thick cum forcefully gushed through his cock slit. Pleasure exploded through his body that he couldn't contain, and he roared, head back, muscles flexing with raw masculint power, "FUUUUCCCCKK!"

"D-dad?"

Barry slammed his fists down on the countertop. "Fuuuuuccck! Gaahhhhhh! Uggghh!"

Duke took a confused step backwards. "Dad, what the fuck is going on?!"

"Guhhhhhhh", Barry growled, bringing his head down to stare at his son with dark eyes as he simultaneously pumped loads of thick sperm down his son's boyfriend's throat. "I'm... ungghh... just letting out my fuckin anger... fuck... because you make me so fucking angry!" In truth, he was releasing his pleasure more than his rage, but Duke didn't need to know that just yet.

The small shark was bewildered. "What the fuck? I... I th-think I'm gonna go".

Barry yelled, "No! You're gonna fuckin stand there and look at your father while..." He left the sentence unfinished, even though he so badly wanted to say, w_hile I blast a bucketload of jizz down your boyfriend's mouth_. He couldn't be bothered coming up with an excuse. He just knew he wanted to stare at his son, looking all dumb and pathetic, while he came incredibly hard into Mako's slutty mouth. He thought about all the frustration Duke had caused him over the years, and his soul felt soothed as he knew he was claiming what mattered to Duke most. The pleasure he felt right now, asserting his masculinity over Duke in the most humiliating of ways, made putting up with him almost worth it.

In response, Duke just stood there, stunned, confused, afraid. Pathetic.

"Guhhh... Fffffuhhh... Hnnngggh..." Barry panted, hands gripping the countertop, grinding his hips back and forth in slow, small movements, cum still spurting down his giant dick from his heavy sack into the orca's hungry waiting mouth behind the bench.

Mako, the good little boy, was doing everything he could to make this feel as good as possible for the big stud of a shark, lovingly rubbing and squeezing at the shark's thighs and ball sack while licking at his swollen, sensitive head. Everything the orca hadn't been able to swallow -- and there was a lot of it -- was ballooning the old shark's foreskin around Mako's face. The kid was swimming in Barry's musky load. He must be in heaven.

Finally, when his balls had been drained, Barry groaned with exhaustion, "Uggghhh-guuhhh-hngghuhhhh", collapsing forward onto the countertop, his legs weak and muscles twitching. He took a few moments to regain his breath, and then weakly gestured towards the door with his hand. "Fuck off, Duke".

The little shark curled his snout with silent anger and left, sighing something to himself as he stomped away. He let the door slam shut as he went back outside, and Barry grinned at the sound of his son's frustration.

The old shark was still panting as Mako tapped him on the thigh. He was tugging his head backwards, but the suction from the foreskin around him was trapping him inside. Barry chuckled, "Alright kid, I got ya".

He unwrapped the orca's head, his foreskin slapping back into wrinkles against his cock, while Mako fell back and gasped for air. As Barry shuffled his feet to lean down and pick the boy up, he noticed his feet had been splattered with jizz. He saw the cum dripping from Mako's cock head, and smirked. The orca had blown a load too.

He placed Mako's ass on the counter once more and leant in to press their sweaty bodies together, his slowly softening rod flopped across one of the orca's thighs. "Happy, kid?"

"Fucking hell", the orca panted. His face was glistening with Barry's cock juice, and he smelt as sexy as he looked. "That was the hottest thing I've ever... imagined. You're amazing". Mako squeezed the old shark's pecs with his hands in loving adoration.

Barry chuckled and grinned. "What'd I say? There are some things only a guy like me can ever give you. And my son ain't one of those guys".

Mako murmured something shyly to himself that sounded like it could have been agreement.

The old shark added, "And you ain't so bad yourself kid. You can do amazing things with that mouth. I think ya found your calling".

"You do hot things with your mouth too", Mako breathed, wrapping his arms around the shark's neck and pulling him in for a deep, moaning kiss. Barry wasn't much of a kisser himself, but since it was the thing Mako enjoyed with Duke the most, he was happy to oblige the kid and take away the thing that was most special about their relationship. All Barry could taste in and around Mako's mouth were the manly scents of his own cock, and it tasted damn good.

As their lips parted, Mako quietly asked. "Are you... gonna tell him?"

"Tell him?" Barry laughed. "Don't worry kid, your secret's safe with me. Nothin makes me happier than fuckin his boy behind his back... or even in front of his face. You'd be amazing how fuckin stupid he is. We can keep this up for a long time before he puts it together".

Mako chuckled, but guilt was starting to bubble behind his eyes, and his smile wavered. "I just... I guess, I don't want to hurt him".

"Oh I know kid", Barry said, shrugging casually, before asking a question which he already knew the answer to. "But what's more important? The risk of breaking his poor precious little heart? Or getting to play around with my big fat greasy dick and stinkin' balls?"

The orca blushed and nibbled his lip shyly.

"That's what I thought", Barry said with a smirk. "Now go find the dumb fuck, and make sure ya give him a big kiss with that slutty mouth of yours".