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Caught by Dad

By: Ash Cinder

Featuring: Daxter Dingo

Jak sat on his son's bed in the dark with an irritated look on his face. He'd come to check on his son Daxter, only to find the young dingo had snuck out. His dad had tried to drill it into his head that he had an important exam in the morning for his college algebra class, but it seemed Daxter had other plans tonight besides getting a good night's sleep.

Jak could have just texted his son that he was in big trouble and to get his ass back home now, but that just wasn't his style. Daxter was in for a real surprise when he got home, and Jak was going to make sure he'd scare his son enough to never even think about sneaking out at night again.

The older dingo just waited, impatiently stroking his short, brown beard, and tapping his foot on the floor.

"That little shit had better be having the time of his life out there, because he's going to be under house arrest for the next month when he gets back."

After an hour, he heard what sounded like light footsteps on the roof, moving toward his son's bedroom window.

"I've got him now..."

Slowly, Daxter opened his window and stepped inside, blissfully unaware of the very angry dad sitting on his bed. As he began to close the window he heard something that made his fur stand on end.

"Well, I sure hope you at least brought me a beer on your way home..."

Daxter slowly looked over his shoulder with wide eyes to see his father glaring at him in the dark, before he reached over and switched on the ceiling light, revealing the very familiar "you really fucked up now" look on his face that Daxter had seen before.

They both locked eyes for one very long second before Daxter tried to quickly open the window again to make a break for it.

"DON'T!" Jak boomed, jumping to his feet off the bed. "You. Even..."

Daxter knew it was pointless. Why make things worse for himself when he'd already been caught? He closed the window all the way and turned to face the music.

"Let me guess?" Daxter said, trying in vain to lighten the mood. "'I'm not mad, I'm disappointed?'"

"No," his dad said, walking up to him. "I'm not mad, I'm furious!"

He put his paws firmly on his son's shoulder's and looked down at him.

"You may be a college boy now, but that doesn't mean you get to do whatever you want when you're still living in my house!"

"D-Dad... I'm sorry--"

"Not yet you're not! You think it's cute to let your dad worry about you?"

"I-I'm an adult dad--"

"Then maybe you should act--"

Jak paused and started sniffing the air. Jak could smell something, something he knew all too well after his many afternoons in the locker room. He grabbed Daxter and smelled his son.

"Dad what they hell are you--"

"Shut it boy, I think I know exactly why you were out..."

This made Daxter tense up. He knew he shouldn't have waited until he got back home to rinse himself out. His body trembled as his dad ran his nose up and down his son's body, moving behind him, before moving lower down his back to his backside and inhaling deeply.

Jak had been correct in his assumption; the smell was the remnants of pure, 100%, virile, male-on-male sex! He tightened his grip on his son's shoulder.

"So, that's how you're spending your time, the night before an exam?"

"D-Dad, I can explain..."

"Going out late at night and getting your ass filled..."

Daxter closed his eyes, ready to feel his old man pull him up by the scruff of his neck like he was still a pup, but he felt something entirely different... his dad pulling the young dingo's pants down.

"When you could just save us both the trouble and let your old man fill it for you."

Daxter felt himself get instantly hard again and gulped.

"You heard me, boy," the older dingo reiterated as he began to strip down behind his son. "How'd you like to get bred by a real man?"

Daxter's heart felt like it was about to explode. He'd never admit it to anyone but he and his dad had been intimate with each other for a while. His gruff voice, his brown beard fur, and Daxter couldn't help it if he had a weakness for tall men! He would have never thought his dad would have ever reciprocated these feelings until one day the old canine surprised him.

"D-Dad, am I still in trouble or--"

"Just shut up and give your old man a kiss, pup."

Before Daxter could say anything else he was silenced by his father locking muzzles with him and forcing his tongue into his mouth. It didn't take Daxter long to lose all the reservations he had left about the situation, his body going limp in his daddy's arms as he let his tongue invade his mouth. His father growled dominantly as he felt his son submit to him like a good boy. He pushed his tongue down his son's throat, wrapping his arms around him. His paws drifted down and groped his son's ass tightly.

"You've been a bad boy tonight," Jak whispered.

He reeled his paw back and slapped his son firmly on the ass, making him let out a whine followed by a long moan.

"I... I know I have daddy..."

"That means daddy's going to have to be rough with you..."

Daxter yelped as his dad forced him to his knees and pushed his face against his crotch, his rock hard member rubbing against his nose.

"Just count yourself lucky I don't have the patience right now to tie your arms behind your back again," Jak huffed.

The older dingo continued to force his son's face deep into his crotch.

"That's right, my slutty boy," he mocked, "I think you need a little reminder of whose house you're living in. Breathe in your daddy's scent, I know how much you love it."

Daxter grew weak in the knees as he inhaled the musky scent from his father's sweaty yellow balls. He licked them thoroughly to show his full submission to his old man.

"That's right, you love daddy dingo's musk, don't you?"

"Y-Yes, daddy," Daxter groveled.

"Almost as much as you love his cock..."

Daxter looked up at his dad's powerful hulking form, it was always hot to him how he seemed so much bigger than he already was whenever Daxter was on his knees.

Jak took his cock and gently slapped it against his son's face.

"Show your daddy how sorry you are," Jak growled.

Without needing to be told twice, Daxter opened his muzzle wide and deepthroated his father's member right off the bat. Jak moaned at the familiar feeling of his own offspring's muzzle on his manhood. He roughly pet the back of his head as he bobbed up and down on it.

"That's right," Jak snarked. "Swallow as much of that fat cock to show just what a sorry pup you are."

Daxter moaned and whimpered submissively as he continued to blow his dad. Even if he was in trouble, he always loved when his father talked dirty to him when they fooled around.

"Alright," Jak said. "I think it's time to reclaim my pup."

Daxter gulped as his father looked down at him with a devious grin. He tightened his grip on his body before he lifted him up, his cock flopping out of the younger canine's mouth, and tossed him onto his bed. Daxter barely had time to get his bearings before he felt his dad's large body pin him down on the bed and felt what was previously filling his muzzle lining up to fill his ass.

"Looks like someone needs a reminder who his ass belongs to in this house."

Daxter dug his claws into his mattress as he felt his dad take a firm grip on his tail. The younger dingo let out a yelp, feeling his father roughly shove his fat cock into his already used entrance.

The grizzled old dingo let out a growl, but not one of satisfaction.

"Damn," he huffed, smacking his son firmly on the ass, "not nearly as tight as it usually is. How many cocks did you take tonight, son?"

Daxter could feel his own cock leaking onto the mattress.

"Uh, maybe eight or nine?" Daxter answered nervously.

"Oh, my slutty little pup," Jak growled, squeezing his son's ass cheeks tightly, "were you getting tired of your daddy's dick?"

Daxter looked back and him over his shoulder and shook his head.

"N-No sir, of course not..."

Jak began to slam his hip in and out of his son, his yellow-furred balls slapping against the younger dingo's, making him whine and whimper loudly.

"Tell your daddy how much you love his cock filling your ass, pup!" Jak commanded, keeping a firm grip on his son's hips.

"EEP! I--AH! Fucking love your fat cock, d--AH! Dad!" The younger dingo stammered.

"You love getting fucked by the tool that made you, don't you, you little slut?" Jak asked, nibbling Daxter's ear.

"Fucking right, I do..." Daxter panted.

The younger canine was slowly beginning to lose his fear of his father's rough punishment and embrace it, slamming his hips back against his dad's thrusts. Jak chuckled deeply and ran his paw down his son's chest and belly, rubbing it tenderly while he fucked his tailhole, the wet, sloppy sounds of the leftover loads reverberating throughout the room.

"You want your old man to fill that belly of yours? Make his boy his again?"

"P-Please dad," Daxter whined, "fill me with your pups--GAH!"

Jak yanked his son's tail

"Louder, bitch!"

"PLEASE, MAKE MY BELLY SWELL WITH YOUR SEED DAD!"

Jak huffed and began working his hips like a Jakhammer in and out of his son, growling and grunting like a feral animal while Daxter gasped and whined like a bitch in heat.

"That's it, daddy, harder!" Daxter begged. "My friends can't fuck me like you can!"

A grin spread across the older canine's face, enjoying the sounds of his pup begging for his own dad's load inside him.

"I was a bad pup, tonight," Daxter panted, "I need you to remind me who's ass this is!"

His dad slapped his ass firmly and squeezed it.

Before long the two canines weren't even speaking coherently, just moaning and panting as they mated like a couple of ferals. Jak started to strain his knot against his son's hole, making the younger canine whine as he was stretched.

"Y-Yes daddy," Daxter managed to whimper out, "I want to feel your massive knot inside me!"

With an audible growl Jak dug his claws into his son's hips and gave one last powerful thrust into him, his knot locking inside with a wet POP, before flooding the dingo's insides with more cum than he'd taken from the gangbang he'd just come back from.

Daxter moaned with pleasure and relaxed on the bed as he felt the familiar feeling of his belly beginning to grow as it filled with the very cum that helped make him.

Jak panted and reached down, petting the top of his son's head.

"Attaboy, take it all."

Jak grabbed ahold of his son's legs and turned him around on his cock so that they were now facing each other. Careful not to make his cock slip out before he was done, he positioned his offspring on the bed before laying down on top of him, pinning him beneath his larger form.

"That's daddy's boy," he moaned. "Daddy's naughty, boy."

Jak pushed his muzzle against his son's and forced his tongue past his. He caressed his son's body against his as his cock continued to pulse and pump more cum inside his belly. Daxter moaned and whined as he savored his father's passionate kiss before Jak broke it.

"Daddies gotta show their boys tough love every once in a while," he said with a laugh.

He took his son's cap off and ruffled his brown head fur.

"Can't let their pups walk all over them, right?" Daxter added.

"And don't you forget it, bitch," Jak said playfully.

Daxter wrapped his arms around his dad's body in a hug as he began to feel the rhythm of his dad's throbbing cock begin to slow down inside him.

"Daddy loves his slutty pup," Jak whispered tenderly, licking Daxter's nose.

"And this pup loves his daddy," Daxter answered back. "So much."

Daxter locked muzzles with his father again one more time before the two of them fell asleep in their afterglow together, with Daxter knowing that no matter how harsh his dad could be, the two of them would always be closer than most dads and sons would ever be.

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