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"-and he just," Levi stops short while shaking his head, his thumb and first finger pinching between his eyes. How could he not be overwhelmed with what he was about to admit to his shrink? The red wolf dressed in a blue button-up and khaki slacks in front of him crosses one leg over the other. The canine scribbles something down on a notepad and nods up at Levi to continue, gesturing with his pen.

"You can say however much you're comfortable with. I see this is really impacting your mental health; it's best to be able to vent those feelings in times like these-"

"Yeah--but like..." Levi grunts and stops yet again, speaking up after a bout of heavy silence. "How do I even word something like this, Tom? It sounds fucking insane."

"Well why don't you just take me through the day? For instance, what happened before you saw what you saw?" Tom uncrossed his leg and leaned in, thoughtfully showing his active listening.

Levi looked up to the ceiling and waved his paw around in the air awkwardly. "Shit--I dunno. God. Well, the morning was pretty normal or whatever. I got up and I started to-"

Levi continues brushing in small circles around his big chompers, becoming impatient with the nasty taste of his baking soda-based toothpaste. He grows a deeper grimace and scrubs away until his electric toothbrush turns off. Levi meets his own eyes in the mirror, cold and blue as always. Wasting no time, he clears his throat and spits out that nasty crap into the sink.

A few light knocks grab his attention, "Levi? Are you almost done in there? I need my makeup bag from the counter! Do you see it in there by chance?"

The 42-year-old maned wolf raised his paws up and searched around the counter, not seeing it anywhere. He even went as far as to open a few drawers only to be met with no sack in sight. "Uhh I don't see it-did you leave it at your sisters?" He recalls the birthday party for his nephew the day prior: the sounds of preteens screaming in his tired ears bringing back a slight cringe to his muzzle. Before his wife had time to answer, he opened the door and stood in the frame, leaning on the left side with crossed arms. He only wore a white tank top and some boxers--aka his usual morning garb.

"The grey around your chin is starting to spread." Jane smirks and places her paw upon the spot she mentioned.

"Good morning to you too, honey." The two share a chuckle followed by a smooch, Jane crinkling her nose a little in response.

"Yeugh--We need new toothpaste. Y'know Linda said this one was good at whitening, but I think it's just plain nasty. I bet Nathan hates it too, oh that poor boy." She shimmies past him into the bathroom and starts to look in the drawers a little more thoroughly.

"You mean our son that still has half a tube left from like a month and a half ago? Woe is him"

"That very one. If the toothpaste tasted better, maybe he'd brush more often." She says, turning to Levi and holding up her bag. "Didn't look very hard, huh?"

"Hey, my eyeballs aren't in yet! You came before I was ready. I was just about to put my contacts in." He places his paws on his hips and a blows a playful huff to his cheeks.

"That's my line, Levi." She snickers to herself and slithers past him once more to walk towards her make-up station.

"Goddamn, what a tramp you're being today!"

She shakes her head softly, Levi knowing she was grinning with her back turned. She didn't say another word so he shrugged and went back to getting ready.

"-it was completely normal up until that point," Levi exhaled, looking back up at the red wolf who nods to him. "Jane went to work shortly after that, and I was in charge of taking Nathan to school." Levi folded his paws and leaned back on the sofa. "We did this whole back and forth thing during the week since we have weird schedules. But anyways, I'll just skip to the weird part." He clears his throat and adjusts his position a little. "So there I was, finishing up making Nathan breakfast, Jane having left earlier before this-"

"Nate! Are you dressed yet? I have breakfast here waiting!" He stands at the stove, only hearing silence in return. "Son of a bitch," Levi mutters softly. The tall, medium build maned wolf started off towards Nathan's bedroom. "That boy needs to learn responsibility. I'm not always gonna be there to wake his ass up." He thought to himself, placing a paw on the doorknob. He froze in place, squinting gently and perking his ears up, listening for any movement. He swore he heard a slight rhythmic sound, but decided to barge in anyways.

"Nate, are you ready yet?" He said, looking around. Levi then felt all blood leave his face, a frozen chill running up his spine. His beloved son was laid back on his bed with a pawful of himself, his red canid cock pointed straight into the air. The two made eye contact and they both froze. Levi didn't want to be seeing this, but he couldn't make himself move. He lost his voice-the air left his throat. Nathan however, had a wide grin painted on his face. He continued stroking shortly after, a small jettison of precum wetting some of his fingers as he gripped his red meat.

"Why didn't he stop, Tom? Why the fuck didn't he stop?" Levi raised his voice, his unsettled nerves causing it to quiver. "He just kept staring at me with that stupid fucking smile. I slammed his door-duh-and went back downstairs. But like-what has me completely fucked up is that he came downstairs and acted all normal! Like oh no I didn't just beat my meat in front of my dad and kept going when he walked in! And talk about a fucking awkward car ride! A pin would sound like a fukin' nuclear bomb!"

Tom paused and furrowed his brow, taking a second to formulate his words. "Wow... I've never heard of something like that. Do you think he was...? Hmm..." Tom trailed off and shrugged his shoulders. He sits back in his swivel chair and recrosses his leg again. "Could it be a dominance thing? He is of that age after all. His age is when they can get these weird idealistic views on the household hierarchical tree." Tom gestures around with his pen.

"Tom, in English please."

"Listen, Levi," The wolf started, leaning forward, "I'm just saying that maybe you should show him who's the real leader of the house. You pay the bills, you take him to school, you make his breakfast; He isn't the one in charge. This is the first of many times he's going to challenge you. That's just the way canine youth are. They are much more... let's say challenging towards their parents than that of other species." Tom glances over to his grandfather clock and then claps his paws together. "And that makes an hour. Same time, let's saaay... Thursday? I'd like to hear more about this situation as the week unfolds. Some advice on how to put him in his place? Have him feel some humility. Take him out to do some father-son bonding and show him that you're still the leader, despite the grey hairs sprouting on your face."

Levi rubbed his chin and lowered his ears back a little, sitting up. "Are they really that noticeable? My wife said something about the morning of the incident... I try to pluck them out when I see them getting bad."

Tom stood up and gestured for Levi to do the same, the two exiting the room after some continued small talk.

Levi sighed and looked at his wrist watch once they parted ways, pouting slightly. Maybe he shouldn't have brought what he actually wanted to talk about up towards the end of the meeting, but he was way too nervous at first. What a waste, he thought. The aged wolf walked out to his car and just drove back home. It was Saturday, and fortunately he didn't have to go to work. Jane usually worked nights on Saturdays; being the manager of some popular local restaurant was surely hell on the weekends, but she always came home with a really good check at the end of the week. Levi worked a desk job as a software engineer, bringing home very good money as well.

Levi shivered as he pulled into his driveway, the long drive home stewing on Tom's words didn't help how he felt at all. With any luck, Nathan would be at a friend's house so he could be alone with his thoughts. He wasn't in the right headspace for a confrontation. Show him that you're still the leader played in his head religiously. Levi groaned and shook his head, white-knuckling the steering wheel before turning the car off and stepping out. "Son of a fucking bitch." He spat, rummaging through his keys for the house key. He stepped over onto his placemat and unlocked the door, stepping inside to the scent only his household held. Each one has its own smell, and this one was a mixture of the three living there.

"Nate?" Levi called out, hoping for silence to return to his ears.

"In here, dad!" He heard a familiar voice boom in his eardrums, his legs growing a little jelly-like. What was he expecting? The boy liked doing nothing as much as he did, and he only had himself to blame. The boy was half of him, and half of the bad things about him as well. Levi empties his pockets of the essentials: phone, wallet, keys, and sets off into the living room.

"Nate!" he shouts upon entering, seeing none other than his son sprawled out on the sofa... but completely naked. Levi looks his son over, who didn't even return a look back at him. He smirked softly and continued to watch TV. The boy's father watched as Nate moved his paw down and scratched beneath his balls, watching them bounce softly while his sheath lay flat on his groin.

"Yeah?" The younger maned wolf retorted, finally glancing over at his father. "What's up?"

"Nathan Johnathan Howard, what in the fuck has gotten into you? Revealing yourself to me, being fukin' nasty! Just what in the hell has gotten into you?"

"Dad," Nathan finally sits up and averts his gaze to his shocked and flustered father. "I... I can't stop thinking about you. That one night like two months ago or something-" Nate sat up and started gesturing with his paws. "You laughed at my jokes, you had droopy eyes, a smile... you seemed so happy. You were just... so handsome. The way you told me you loved me, the way your face looked-it tugged at my heart! I felt butterflies unlike I'd ever felt before..."

"Nate, you know I'm not a homophobe. I think love is love and all that, and have done nothing but support you when you came out but," Levi pauses for a second. "what has me fucked in the head is that it sounds like you're admitting to me that you're... attracted to me. That night," he paused again to collect his words. "that night was me being proud of you, proud of all you're doing in school, all the volunteering you did recently, all the good things you're doing. I-I wasn't lying about me saying I loved you, and I truly am proud of you, don't get me wrong, but this? Just what the fuck is this?"

The two sat in silence for a bit, Nathan now kinda covering himself up a bit. The embarrassment finally hitting.

"I want to make you happy, Dad. I think you're so... those grey hairs make you look so mature. I can't stop thinking about how you looked at me. I thought... maybe if I was risky and showed you me in my most vulnerable state, that maybe you'd consider... experimenting?"

Levi didn't know what to be mad about first: the fact that three people have commented on his grey fur in the past week, or the fact that his son is actually sitting here saying that he wants to experiment with his own father. What kind of disgusting, humiliating request-

"Nathan, I-I really-I really don't have any fukin' idea what I'm s'posed to say right now. I'm like mortified right now!" The older maned wolf ripped his eyes away from his son and walked out of the living room, stomping upstairs. Nathan was left with drooped ears and wiggling toes, something he did when stressed.

Levi closes his bedroom door and leans against it, sliding down to his bum. He hugs his knees to his chest and places his head in his paws, breathing shakily. "He's attracted to me? He wants to experiment with me? Cheat on Jane-his mother-my wife, with my son? What the fuck kind of ludacris bullshit is this? How do you even respond to something so vile?" He speaks quietly to himself, trying to rationalize. He wants to have sex with me he thinks, shutting his eyes tightly and banging his head slightly against the door. What disgusted him the most was how up front he was, how bold, how daft. How does a father go on knowing his son has the hots for him? How does he respond to this situation appropriately? Levi did a small bout of experimentation in college himself, not to mention he knew his son was gay since he came out to them a few years back, but incest? That was way too far for him, not to mention the cheating aspect. Cheating with his own flesh and blood. Images of his son's cock had burned themselves into the back of his eyelids, his memory scanning every vein, every slick spurt of pre he saw, the thick knot at the base, his handsome son's smile...

Handsome?

He felt butterflies gathering in his gut before realizing he was feeling his groin come to life. Levi scrambles to his feet and breathes heavily. He places his paws on the door, back still to it, and stares off into the distance.

I can't. I won't. Goddammit! he grits his teeth and adjusts his pants, shooing away his half chub.

That's when a sound came from behind the door.

"Dad?"

"Not now, Nathan!"

"Dad, please! Please! I-I really want... I really want to see it! It's driving me insane! I can't sleep anymore, I can't think about anything-school, homework-"

The door opens to a now clothed Nathan looking up at his dad with puppy eyes and drawn back ears.

"Nathan, what the fuck am I supposed to do, man? This is literally insane! Jesus I-I really don't know what to do!"

"Just let me see it," Nathan said, Levi shaking his head and pulling on his ears simultaneously.

"Nathan, please! Please stop this! This is torture!"

"Dad, nobody has to know... I promise I'd never tell anyone. Just... just compare with me, okay? Then... then we can drop this. Forever."

Levi was cornered. His underage son was standing there asking to see his dick, basically demanding it... he just wanted it to end. But how would they ever bounce back from this? Levi now knew his son wanted to have sex with him, and the only way out of it was to seemingly give in. He stood there for quite some time, Nathan never breaking eye contact even though his father couldn't look him in the eye. Things were already irreparable. The damage was already done. Maybe he just had to give him his eye candy and this would all be over with. He didn't say anything about doing anything else... so maybe...

"Just a look and that's all, right? No touching?" He pursed his lips and clenched his fists. He worded it like a question, but said it as a statement.

Nathan shot up and smiled very wide, his tail starting off in a side-sweeping fanning motion. "You mean it? You really mean it?" His long maned wolfish ears perked up high to the sky.

Levi didn't speak, but gave a soft nod after closing his eyes and placing a paw on his forehead. "But not here. I don't want to ruin the sanctity of my bedroom. We'll go to yours." That was all it took to send Nathan off excitedly to his room, the older maned wolf grimacing something fierce. He hated seeing his son so excited for this. He knew that it was too easy to break him, and was concerned that it would be his downfall in the future. He was weak. He didn't have the parenting skills necessary to deal with this situation. But if it meant this stupid shit could be over and done with quicker, maybe this was his way of showing who the leader of the house was. Biggest dick wins? What the fuck am I even thinking?

The two made their way off down the hallway, eventually arriving in Nathan's bedroom. Levi walked inside and Nate closed the door behind them. How do they even get started?

"Can I undress you?"

"Nate-"

"I won't touch, I swear! Just like you said. I just want to take off your pants." The words made Levi cringe uncontrollably.

"Ugh! Fine!" He spat, shaking his head again. "This is really fucked up, Nate. Really, really fucked up."

The son frowned, but there was no going back now. This is what the sub board told him to do-how to start a connection with your father, and he was thinking about all the juicy details he'd have for all his fellow board goers later that night... granted he didn't get his laptop taken away.

"A peek is all you're getting. I won't let this go further. You're a fucking child for fucks sake. I'm a grown ass man!" Levi shakes his head again and growls softly. Nathan stood there in a mixture of nervousness and excitement.

"Well?" His father asked, standing there facing his teenage son. Nathan then remembered that he wanted to undress his dad, scrambling to action once the green light went off. Nathan looked up at his dad and got on his knees, slowly reaching forward and grabbing at the button. Levi was so tense that his innards hardened to diamond, never once daring to look down at what was happening. He flinched slightly at the initial touch and crossed his arms in a self comforting motion, rocking slightly on his heels as well. Nathan got busy, undoing the button and then zipping down the fly, tugging off Levi's jeans down to his ankles. He was now face to face with his dad's bulging boxers where his plump sheath and balls lay. Nathan took a nice deep breath, relishing in getting up close and personal with the junk that created him-not to mention the smell of his father's musk.

"I can pull the boxers too?" Nate asked softly. His father didn't answer but supplemented with an apathetic shrug. Nathan smiled and nodded, gripping the waistband. He felt his father's soft fur up against his thumbs and slowly tugged them down. Suddenly, his father's fat sheath and big musky balls dropped out into plain view, the smell becoming more intense to his sensitive canid nose. He couldn't help but feel his red tip poking against his own clothes; a bit uncomfortable. What Nathan found peculiar, however, was that his father had an inch or two poking out as well, the sheath bouncing with some weight from the engorged cock inside. Was his dad excited too? It was dark red with blue and purple veins visible, much like his own, and a single bead of pre surfacing from his slit. The smell was slightly metallic, salty, musky, and just the perfect amount of sweat. Nathan wanted nothing more than to reach out and start jacking his dad off, wanting to feel the thick meat in his fingers, the stiff girth, the heartbeat, he wanted it all... but knew he made a promise to not touch. If anything, he had jack off material for the rest of his life; permanently burned into his core memory.

"Had enough yet?" Levi asked, stepping back slightly, still not daring to peek down.

"Wait, didn't you say we could compare?" Nathan looked up, ears splayed back, a face of betrayal present. "Looks like you're already halfway there..." He mutters, Levi choosing not to respond. If it weren't for the fuzz on his cheeks, Levi would be blushing a forest fire.

"Seriously, Nathan? You want me to stand here and masturbate in front of-Goddammit." He grunts and shifts in his spot. "If this will be enough to make you drop this fucking forever, then fine. Fine. Fuck it." He threw his paws up in defeat and reached down carelessly, grabbing his sheath and pulling it back until it slipped over his deflated knot. He gripped just underneath it and began to rub and massage the area. He took a deep breath and stuck his tail between his legs. "Stand up. I don't want you so close like that." Nathan nodded and stood up after the command.

At this point, Nate had already begun undressing, something his father refused to look at. Nathan stood there and gripped his own sheath, pulling it back over his engorged knot, revealing all six or so inches of his canine meat. A new musk joined the room, one much less intense than the older man, but just as sweet. Nathan's cock dripped and dribbled all over the floor, pointing down at the ground from the weight of the rod. All the meanwhile, Levi kept stroking and rubbing... and became fully erect much quicker than he anticipated. His dick stood at an impressive eight inches, knot included, and also pointed to the ground once he let go. He started to pant and strands of saliva connected his jowls, the heat in the room growing as the two became more aroused, to the disappointment of one of the two. Heart beating quicker by the second, Nathan stepped closer to his father, his flesh and blood, and held his dick up, pointed right at him. The sight of his flustered dad standing there completely erect... the veins, the salty musk of a dick sitting in a sheath all day, it really made his head spin. Suddenly, a jet of pre spat out of his dick, as is common with canines, and it landed right on his father's thigh.

"Hey!" He shouted, jumping back and rubbing the spot. "Yo what the fuck man! Not cool!" He cussed and spit, wiping his paw off on his shirt and shaking his head. "Point that thing somewhere else!"

Nathan felt his cheeks also burning red hot. He just got his precum on his dad, he just marked his father with his own juices... the thoughts came at a thousand miles per hour, this alone almost making him want to cum.

"So what now?" Nathan asked with a shy posture after being reprimanded. His dick throbbed harder than it ever had before in this moment.

"Compare, then we're done. Just-just control your spray." Levi shook his head again, clearing his throat. His heart was also racing, his mouth dry, his legs jelly again, ears the furthest back they could go... yet he was still hard as a rock. He denied repeatedly to himself that he was aroused, but he also knew he was lying.

Nathan stepped closer and the two put their dicks parallel on opposite sides, just far enough away to not be touching or poking the other. The two sat there exchanging precum onto the other's groin. It couldn't be helped: canines are natural squirters. He would've said something about the squirts onto him, but he was also shooting out onto his boy so he couldn't say much at this point. Upon getting into position, it was revealed how Levi was a couple inches larger than his son. Nathan stared straight down while his father looked off into the distance, feeling every squirt his son gave him. Something like five percent of him felt pride in being bigger than his son, but this was a taboo thought to him. Before he could react, his son suddenly bumped dicks with him, some of his pre getting on his dads knot.

"Alright! That's enough." Levi said, grabbing his clothes and turning around, not looking back in any way. His plump ass moved side to side as he left, Nathan left awestruck at what just happened. There's no way he convinced his father to almost rub dicks with him, and received his pre in the process! As soon as Levi closed the door, albeit harshly, Nathan couldn't help but rub his fingers all over the wet spot his dad left on him. He took his wet fingers and rubbed the liquid all over his nose, going back and getting more on his fingers until it was just damp there. He smeared it all over his nose, mouth and cock, tasting his fingers afterwards. Salty, musky, metallic, it hit all the notes... and was familiar to him. The thought of his father's precum rubbed all over his cock, and it being housed in his sheath to stew turned him on immensely. He smelled and tasted similar, but his father had an undeniable difference in the earthy musk. Nathan sat on his bed and grabbed his dick, furiously pumping his cock with wet rubs before shooting one, two, three... all the way to six shots of hot, creamy, potently virile cum, the seventh waning hard and the eighth shooting clear seminal fluid. He lifted his painted paw up to examine the result of one of the most intense orgasms of his life, then looked over at the tile floor that had streaks of white down below. This couldn't be the end. This wouldn't be the end.