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Puck sat at the dining room table, cradling a mug of hot coffee. He sipped the caffeine through his jowls and tried his best not to scowl as his father, Oberon, trudged into the kitchen wearing only a pair of faded jeans and poured himself a mug. The older Great Dane yawned, scratched his belly, and took a large gulp. Puck stared at his dad's bare chest, remembering the intensely sexual sounds he had heard through the wall from his father's room well into the early morning the night before. The shower started running on the floor above them.

"Morning, kiddo," Oberon said in his deep baritone. "You sleep all right?"

Puck briefly considered telling the truth. "Yeah," he lied.

"Good. Cliff'll be down after the shower," the older canine said. "I told him he can make himself at home if he wants. Just be nice, ok?"

"Where are you gonna be?"

"Mowin' the lawn," Oberon replied before gulping down the rest of his coffee. "Unless you want to do it."

"Psh, no thanks, pops." Puck said as he shifted in his seat. In truth, he had been trying to conceal the tent that his stiff cock was making in his sweatpants, and the thought of his father sweating and shirtless out there mowing the lawn made it throb harder. He wished Oberon had been pounding him into the mattress last night instead of the golden retriever upstairs. If only Puck had the balls to just come clean about wanting his old man to fuck him...

Oberon left the kitchen and slipped on some sneakers in the mudroom as the shower stopped, followed shortly after by the soft sound of the blow dryer. Oberon opened the door and turned to address his son one more time. "Take the trash out would ya, boy? The kitchen's starting to stink."

Puck had been ignoring the scent as best he could and reluctantly nodded, "Sure, sure," he said getting up from his chair as his dad went outside. The younger canine moved to one of the windows in the living room to gaze out at his father's bulky muscles flexing while the older dog pushed the mower around the lawn. The young dog stroked himself through his sweatpants, panting softly in between sips of coffee as he fantasized about his old man's thick knot spreading his ass or mouth wide open.

Puck couldn't remember when he started fantasizing about his father, but his attraction to the older Dane wasn't really a surprise. The young dog had never been interested in girls; older men were more to his taste. There was just something about the poise and swagger of an older male that turned Puck's crank and, of course, his father walking around the house nude or in only briefs or shirtless and cockily bringing home different men to fuck every weekend made him even more attractive to the younger Dane.

In the past, Puck had been satisfied just to listen to his father ravaging his one-night stands through the wall while jerking off, but lately... lately the younger canine wanted some of his dad's passion for himself. He was jealous, plain and simple, but too chickenshit to do anything about it. Oberon pushed the mower past the window Puck had been watching from and the younger dog had a great view of his huffing father's muscular torso. Beads of sweat had formed on Oberon's thick biceps and pecs, dripping down onto his pudgy belly, now pulled inward from the effort of pushing the mower. Puck licked his lips and gave his shaft a long, slow tug in his sweatpants, his precum creating a dark, wet spot in them at the tip. He turned away from the window as he heard Cliff finally descending the stairs. Puck didn't even bother to hide the tent in his pants. He merely folded his free hand over his torso as he sipped his coffee with narrowed eyes focused on the stairs. When the golden retriever came into view, Cliff's eyes immediately darted to the younger canine's bulge.

"O-oh, h-hey, Puck," Cliff stammered. "Um, your dad said there was coffee..." The retriever trailed off, running an awkward hand through his long head fur.

"It's not in my pants," Puck said, making a sour face as he took another sip.

"Er, right..."

"Behind you, in the kitchen. On the counter- French press."

The golden nodded, eyes drifting over Puck's shirtless torso and his pulsing crotch bulge before he turned and poured himself a mug of joe. Cliff sipped the warm drink for a few moments in silence, trying to avoid eye-contact with Puck, but also trying to avoid staring at the younger dog's erection.

After a while, the awkward pause between them became too much and Cliff spoke. "S-So, I hope we didn't uh... keep you up last night," he said.

"You did," Puck flatly said and Cliff's cheeks burned red.

"Are you in school these days?" The Golden asked, changing the subject.

"Will be in September. Local college," Puck said, finishing his coffee and walking into the kitchen to rinse out the mug.

Realizing he wasn't going to get the son of the man who had nutted deep in his asshole the night before to open up to him, Cliff quickly finished off his own mug and rinsed it. "Well, I'm gonna head out, I think."

"Take care," Puck replied as he started washing the mugs and the French press.

"S-sorry about the noise last night..." Cliff said as he made his way to the front door.

"Mm hm," Puck grunted and stared at the mugs he was washing until he heard the door close behind him. He rinsed the soap from them and placed them on the rack near the sink before drying his hands with a dishtowel. His cock had retreated back into his sheath by then, but he made his way back to the window to see Oberon waving as Cliff's car pulled out of their driveway. The younger Dane's eyes zeroed in on his father's hefty bulge packed tightly into his jeans and Puck huffed softly as he rubbed his own nuts and sheath in his sweatpants.

His cock quickly stiffened once more as his mind wandered. He imagined Oberon's rough hands gripping his shoulders as his father's girthy length sank into his asshole. Puck groaned, panting as he stroked his shaft. He dropped his sweatpants, kneeling on the floor in the living room as he lost himself in the fantasy. His father wrapped his muscular arms around him, whispering lewd and lusty words in his floppy ears as the older Dane's fat knot stretched him wide-

The door to the garage opened and Oberon came back inside, sweat mating his short fur. "Puck! I thought I told you to take the trash out!" He said as he walked through the kitchen and then noticed his son on his knees in the living room, dripping erection sliding through his fist. "What the hell?!"

Puck froze up for only a moment. "F-Fuck the trash, dad. I just- I hear you fuck every weekend. It's like torture. I just want to see your cock, please!"

Oberon huffed through his nose as he watched Puck slowly stroke his throbbing dick. It looked like the boy really needed it bad. The older canine crossed the room, unzipping his jeans to fish out his balls and sheath. A wave of dad musk washed over Puck's face and his eyes fluttered as the heady scent of leather and cigar smoke sent his heart pounding in his chest. He watched his father grip the sides of his sheath and pull it back, coaxing out the thick cock within.

"Sorry, boy. Didn't know I'd got you this worked up," Oberon said as he slowly stroked his shaft to full mast in front of his panting, lust-addled son.

Puck couldn't stop himself from reaching forward to cup his father's balls, the balls that he had come from. Oberon let out a lusty growl, removing his hands from his cock to rest them on his hips as he let his son explore. Puck gently squeezed the older canine's sack, moving his grip to the shaft afterward and giving it an experimental stroke. Fuck, it was thicker than he had imagined. Precum fired from the tip in a hefty spurt that struck Puck on the nose and without a second thought, his tongue darted out to lick it off. It tasted masculine, musky, and delicious. The younger Dane looked up at his old man, a question in his eyes.

Oberon nodded. "Go on, son. Taste the dick that made you." He raised a thumb and forefinger to one of his nipples as Puck's lips closed around his shaft. The younger canine ran his smooth tongue down the underside of his father's erection, drawing a huffing grunt from Oberon's lips. Precum fired into the back of Puck's throat and he moaned around the throbbing length as his lips bumped against Oberon's knot. His father's masculine, smoke-and-leather scent was strongest there, and Puck sucked a deep breath full of it into his lungs through his nose as he pulled back up to the tip.

The older canine groaned from the feeling of his son's hot mouth around his girthy pole. He placed a firm hand on the back of Puck's head as the younger dog rubbed his tongue against the tip of his father's spurting cock. Oberon panted as he gave that warm maw a slow thrust, pushing his knot eagerly against the soft lips. The younger Dane lifted a hand to stroke and squeeze his father's balls, his other hand pumping his own erection between his legs as the heady musk invaded his senses and sent his eyes rolling up in his head with each slow, firm thrust of the older Dane's hips. Oberon huffed, rubbing his chest and belly fur, matted from sweat as his son's soft tongue sent pleasure in waves up his spine.

"Goddamn, Puck," Oberon groaned. "Got a nice mouth, kiddo. Got me close already..."

The younger dog sucked harder, tongue flicking up and down his father's shaft, and Oberon released his grip on his son's head as Puck went to work in earnest. The older Dane clenched his teeth as his sack pulled up to his groin against Puck's tugging fingers. His lips pulled back over his teeth and his pointed ears flattened on his head as his erection pulsed with increased urgency against his son's writhing tongue. Puck's mind swam with lusty desire for his old man as the older dog's precum filled his mouth and throat. That girthy shaft in his maw thickened, and Puck whined around it before the first thick rope of his father's cum erupted against his palate, splashing down against his tongue before he eagerly swallowed the tangy, slightly sweet semen. Oberon moaned as his cock fired several more thick spurts of jizz into his son's maw, the younger canine's mouth shuddering around his length as Puck painted the floor between his father's legs with his own load.

Several moments of panting, cumming ecstasy later, Oberon carefully pulled his length free from his son's mouth. Puck looked up at him as he swallowed the last drops of the cum that had created him, licking his lips and wagging his tail in the blissful afterglow.

"Hope you're ready for more, son," Oberon said between breaths. "I might be an old dog, but I never stop after just one."

Puck nodded eagerly. "Would you- uh... want to fuck me this time?" He asked.

"I was hoping you'd offer, kiddo," Oberon replied with a sultry growl as he shucked his damp jeans and shoes. "Strip and get ready in the living room. I'll be right back with the lube."

Puck wagged harder, quickly pulling off his sweatpants as his father took the stairs two at a time up to fetch the bottle of oil from the nightstand in his bedroom. Puck got on his knees in front of the couch in the living room, propping his arms upon the cushions and hiking his tail up over his back while he waited for his old man to return. His heart thumped in his chest as he thought about what he had just done and about what they were about to do. He had never dreamed his father would be this receptive to fucking his own son. As far as he was concerned, he was the luckiest pup in the world!

Oberon wasn't gone for long and Puck's ears perked up at the sound of the lube's cap popping open as his old man came back into the room. The older Dane drizzled some of the gel onto his fingers and gently spread the slick fluid over his son's quivering asshole. He leaned down to kiss and nibble on his son's ass cheeks as his finger gently dipped into the pucker, only pushing the tip in at first before pulling it back out and rubbing the outside ring again. The attention was driving Puck wild, though, and he was soon panting and moaning from his dad's teasing. Oberon finally slid the entire goo-covered finger completely into his son. Puck huffed as the finger went deep and pressed against his prostate.

Oberon licked and kissed his flesh, tugging gently on his son's sack with his free hand as he held the finger inside to give his boy a brief moment to get used to it. A second finger rubbed the outside of Puck's hole, and the younger Dane let out a moan as it pried him open and slid inside. He already felt stretched with only two of his dad's thick fingers in him, but he knew that was nothing compared to the actual girth of his father's cock. The tip of a third finger readied itself at his entrance and he was thankful that he had some dildo practice as it too pushed its way deep inside of him.

"Atta boy," Oberon huffed softly as he massaged Puck's scrotum and prodded the younger dog's prostate. "Open up for your old man, now."

"Y-yes, sir!" Puck moaned as his father spread the three fingers inside of him as wide apart as he could and slowly pulled them free. His anus spasmed around them as the thick digits held the muscled ring wide open for several seconds before sliding out and leaving Puck's asshole loose. The older canine wasted no time and pushed the thick, tapered tip of his erection into that wide-open entrance, sinking it in with ease and a long, drawn-out groan at the feeling of his son's warm, velvety anal walls clenching around his length.

"Fuck, son, you've got a great ass!" Oberon huffed. "Much tighter and hotter than Cliff's." He pulled back until only his tip remained inside of Puck's anus, and watched the ring quiver around him before he forced it to yield around his girth once more.

Puck gasped from the bliss of being filled by his father's cock, eyes rolling up and tongue hanging from his mouth as the fat knot at the base of Oberon's shaft pushed up against his twitching asshole. "Fuck yes, dad! Mmm," Puck whined, pushing his ass back to meet the older Dane's thrusts as Oberon gripped his shoulders and set into a steady, firm rhythm. The younger dog's cock throbbed underneath him, spurting precum onto the hardwood floor of the living room. He shoved his ass back to meet his father's hips, loosening his asshole as best he could to get Oberon's fat knot inside. God, he wanted to be tied. He wanted his father to cum deep in his guts.

Oberon wrapped his arms around his boy, pressing his sweaty, musky chest against Puck's back as he gently licked the younger canine's neck. His hands drifted down his son's torso, feeling up his athletically built muscles and throbbing dick. His hand wrapped around his son's knot, tugging it and drawing a desperate moan from Puck's lips. Oberon pushed his knot against the tight ring, nudging some of it inside.

"Come on, boy," Oberon huffed lustily into his son's ear as his firmly thrusting hips attempted to breach his son's anus. "Let daddy in."

"It's so thick, dad!" Puck whined, and Oberon responded by pulling his hips back and pummeling his knot against the younger canine's ass. Lube and precum dripped down Puck's taint and sack as he moaned and panted under his burly father. Oberon's sweat and musk rubbed into Puck's fur and he groaned at the thought of that scent hanging about him so anyone could tell whose dick he had taken. With each firm thrust his asshole yielded more, and more and Puck's moaning whines became higher pitched and louder when the knot popped inside and his father tugged it right back out again.

"Atta boy!" Oberon barked, shoving the pulsing bulb of flesh back into his son with a firm thrust. Puck's muscled ring clamped down hard behind it and the younger Dane shuddered as the girthy knot put constant pressure on his prostate.

"D-dad, I'm gonna-!" His words were interrupted by a whorish moan as his own shaft jumped up to his belly under him and thick jets of his seed splattered onto the hardwood below. His asshole spasmed around Oberon's cock, anal walls rippling against pulsing flesh and milking his father's dick.

Oberon's grip on Puck's torso tightened and he bit his son's shoulder, humping his hips against the younger dog and slapping his balls into Puck's taint as his own second climax came upon him. The older Dane moaned into Puck's shoulder as he painted his son's guts white with rope after sticky, potent rope of fatherly seed. After the first few, long spurts, Oberon released his grip on Puck and leaned back, tugging the younger dog's hips as tight to his as possible while he unloaded.

"Fuck yeah," Oberon groaned. "You feel my cum, boy? That's the cum that made you shooting deep in there."

"Dad!" Puck panted, tail wagging against his father's belly as he turned his head to gaze at his sweating, muscular father behind him. "Your knot's throbbing!"

Oberon leaned in and pressed his lips against Puck's and pushed his warm tongue into the younger dog's muzzle. It was a hungry kiss, full of passion and lust, and all throughout their tongues writhed against one another. Cum oozed from around Oberon's knot as the two dogs growled and whimpered into each other's mouths, huffing blissfully as they rode out the afterglow of their first true coupling.

Oberon eventually broke the kiss and licked his son on the nose. "Gonna have to do this a lot more often, Puck. How would you like to go on vacation with me in a few weeks? Got a resort all lined up that you'd love."

"I'd love to, dad! We almost never go on vacation anymore so this'll be fucking fun!"

"Language!" Oberon said with a chuckle as he flexed his knot and Puck gasped from the sudden swell against his prostate. "Might even have one or two surprises in store for you while we're there, kiddo..."

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