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A Good Father Figure

With a tired groan and the keys already in hand, Coal crossed the small front yard to his house. It has been one of those days at work again and the old husky finally wanted to park his ass in the recliner in front of the TV again! "Hmmp...?" the big dog noticed a small boy sitting on his porch. Actually he was not a boy anymore, but Coal liked to call him that. The yellow fennec held a Tupperware container in his small hands. It was a common sight by now. With nothing but a grumpy sigh, Coal climbed the small stair that led to his front door. The worn steps creaked under his heavy, booted steps.

As the old husky put the key into the lock, Limon stood up to follow him inside. He was a bit nervous. He usually was, when he visited the husky. As the door swung open and Coal took a step back to let the fox through, Limon held the plastic box tightly in his hands and squeezed himself past the older male's pot belly. Inside he put the container down on a small table beside the large armchair and said, "I bring you roast meat and potatoes today, Sir."

Before Coal responded, he pulled the door shut behind him and then cleared his throat. "You know the drill, boy!" he spoke in his deep, breathy voice and waited patiently at the door.

The desert fox's long, yellow eras folded down. "Yes, Sir..." he answered quietly and then pulled his top over his head. Limon folded the shirt cautiously and put it down beside the box lunch, then, with his white chest and belly exposed, the small male walked over to the waiting dog. Timidly he gazed at the large man's round gut, his strong arms and the rest of his overall thumping body. Then Limon lowered himself to the ground right in front of the husky. He laid on his back, on the hard wooden floor, and looked up.

With his rough, worn face and his tired eyes Coal met the fennec's gaze. He almost cracked a smile when he saw the boy's worried expression. Idly the big husky lifted one foot from the ground and put it down on the fox's stomach. He enjoyed how soft and weak it felt. "Try not to yell this time, I don't wanna have another talk with the neighbors!" he warned and then simply trod down on the prostrated guy to stand on his flattening belly full weight.

"ARGH!" Limon groaned audibly as he felt the old work boot sink into his stomach. When he looked down, the fox saw his abdomen completely crushed, just before the second boot came down on his chest and blocked the view. "Ha-urgh..." The air was pressed out of his lungs and it felt as if his ribs would give way any second!

Coal hesitated a moment to let the fox get accustomed to his weight. Then he slowly began to wipe his boots on the living doormat, starting with the one that stood on the boy's stomach. He dragged the sole over his pristine white belly fur and stained it with dust and dirt, then it was the other boot's turn, before the cycle began anew.

Down below Limon did his best not to scream from the intense pain the husky caused him by alternately crushing his belly and chest to clean his footgear. "Huufff... Ah-ahh-AURGH!" He hoped for every horrible step to be the last one, but of course Coal took his time. The husky wiped his boots with a tranquility as if the suffering fox below him was just a regular welcome mat. "Urghh!" Limon yelped as Coal's heel caved in his belly as the other foot roughly rubbed over his bruised chest.

"That's it, boy, just let me use you..." Coal rumbled with the hint of a patronizing snarl. "You're taking it like a champ!" Gradually he increased his administrations and began to wipe his work boots harder, rougher and occasionally ground his heel onto the fox's supple body. The poor creature's white front was completely sullied with dust and crumbs of dirt already. "Heh!" the husky laughed dryly. "You kinda remind me of my youth 'nd all the things I did back then... Of course I was not such a wimp like you, hehe! But don't worry, boy. Ole Coal will make a real man outta ya!"

Limon was close to tears already! "Hugh... Ah! Arghh... y-yes, s-sir..." he stammered, gasping for air as the large canine's merciless work boots trampled him to the ground. Then, suddenly, Coal stopped, standing still on the wheezing fox and Limon felt the old predator's gaze on him.

Coal enjoyed to take a moment to look at his work and savor it. And this boy was severely beat! "Hmmpf..." the black husky snorted dismissively and then finally stepped off of the writhing fennec. "Now be a good boy and bring me a beer, will ya?" he rumbled on the way to his beloved recliner.

Coughing and clutching his abused stomach, Limon picked himself up and stumbled to the fridge in the kitchen to bring the old husky his drink. When the fox returned, Coal already sat comfortably in his recliner, his feet propped up on a small footrest. While the TV jabbered in the background, the black husky helped himself to the meal Limon had brought him. "H-here is you beer, Sir," he said politely and put the bottle down on the small table.

But instead of a thanks, the old grump uttered his next request, "It's been a long day for me and my paws are killin' me! Why don't ya help yer old man relax a bit while he eats, huh?" Not waiting for an answer, Coal stuffed his muzzle and focused back on the TV.

"Y-yes, Sir..." Limon mumbled and then looked down to the man's old and worn work boots. With a soft sigh the small fox knelt down in front of the propped up shoes and began to unlace them.

"Ears!" Coal grunted above him.

Quickly the fox folded his huge ears down to grant the old dog a free view on the Television. "S-sorry..." he said meekly not to anger the husky. Limon knew that Coal was not hesitant to dish out a second trampling session to discipline him if he saw the need to. And he also knew that Coal hated to interrupt his dinner time for that, which usually resulted in a particular long and harsh punishment! But this time his submissive behavior seemed to appease him enough so that Limon could continue the task at hand.

Carefully he pulled the heavy boots from Coal's paws and put them aside, before he removed his warm and slightly damp socks as well. The spicy, musky smell of a dog's full, long work day greeted him and Limon swallowed hard. Hesitantly he raised his tiny hands and took hold of the older man's sore paws. He immediately noticed the warm sweat that lingered in the black and white fur. Then the small fox dutifully began to rub his thumbs over the rough pads of the canine. A languid sigh from above reassured Limon and he began to press his fingers firmer against the sole and work a wider area. Soon his busy hands were giving Coal a fully-fledged paw massage to help him relax.

Leaned back in his comfy chair, Coal laughed at the TV program while he gulped down the fine food he was brought. "Mhmm...! Delicious as always. Yer mom is such a sweetheart t' cook so good for me and send it over t' me almost every day!" he smacked with his mouth full. For her son, however, the old husky didn't hold such nice words. "Do I always have to remind you how it's done, boy?" he grumbled down to the kneeling fennec.

Limon ducked his head. "N-no, Sir! I was... I just thought..." Dropping his head and with his ears folded even further back than before, Limo sighed softly. Of course he wouldn't let him go just like that! "I'll get right to it, Sir..." he promised and let out a ragged breath before leaning in closer. The large husky's broad paws with their white toes were now only inches from the fennec's face. As a shudder run down his spine, Limon drew out his tiny tongue and then closed the distance. "Mh-hmmah..." he winced as the musky, salty taste of Coal's pads invaded his muzzle as he licked over them. Dutifully he drew his tongue from heel to toes and then repeated the motion. Looking up, Limon saw Coal's content face as he watched TV.

The desert fox's humiliating task went on for a while. A long while, and it didn't get easier for Limon! His diligent tongue was sore already and the sour taste that filled his muzzle wouldn't go away. But the small fox continued his work. He knew he didn't want to upset the husky! "Guh-hurgh..." Limon moaned as Coal spread his toes for his swift tongue to slide between them. It felt so degrading to do this, but the fennec didn't dare to stop. He would lick those paws until Coal was satisfied!

Above, in the recliner, the husky's eyes had left the flickering TV screen long ago. His gaze had found a more interesting sight and was now trained on the hard working fox at his paws. He enjoyed watching him like this. So small and devoted, eager to please him like a good boy ought to. Coal also enjoyed to give him the occasional slur to spur the tiny fox on. It was so amusing to see him jump!

The husky savored his copious paw massage for a good while until he decided it was time for another body part of his to receive some well-deserved attention. "I think yer done down there, boy. But I still got somethin' else for ya to lick on!" he chuckled deeply as he slowly pulled down the zipper of his pants. "C'mere!" he beckoned the fox closer.

Eager to finally get away from the older man's pampered paws, Limon obliged, even though he knew his next task wouldn't be all that much more pleasant. "Y-yes, sir..." he said with a hoarse voice and groveled to Coal's side, where he took over and opened the husky's pants.

"Good boy!" the dog murmured and put a hand to the back of Limon's head to push his face into his crotch. "Now make me feel good..."

The fennec whimpered softly as his nose bumped into the fat bulge in Coal's underwear. The fabric, as well as the fur beneath, was soaked with sweat and lust. As his head was released, Limon quickly continued and pulled the underpants down to reveal the husky's swollen sheath. The red, pointy tip of his dick already poked out and the fox wasted no time to coax out more of the thick shaft with his fingers. Soon the canine's prick stood at full attention and his building knot prevented him from sliding back in. It was always a mesmerizing sight to watch Coal's erection grow! Before the old man could urge him again, Limon wrapped his lips around the thick shaft and began to suck on it, still holding his ears down to not obscure the TV.

"Hmpf... y-yeah, just like that! Ya really know how ta use yer muzzle, boy. I gotta give you that," the dog panted in bliss as he leaned back to enjoy the show. It was true, the fox really knew how to suck dick! With curled toes and a warm shudder that run over his sore back, Coal watched as more and more of his length disappeared into the boy's eager muzzle. This was the kind of treatment he deserved after such a hard day at work! His delight was merely interrupted by a nasty sound coming from the table beside his recliner: the telephone rung!

"Hmph. Keep going..." Coal ordered casually as he picked up the phone. "Hello?" He waited a moment for the other person to answer, then the husky chuckled softly, "Oh! Good evening to you as well, Mrs. Y! What can I do for you at this late hour?"

Limon almost chocked on the dick in his mouth as he heard that. His mom was on the phone! Now? While he was sucking the old man's cock?! The fox wanted to pull back, this situation felt too uncomfortable to just keep going. But the husky's finger that silently pointed down onto his groin, told Limon unambiguously that Coal's happy time was not over yet! With an awkward feeling, the fennec kept sucking. And as he did so, he raised his large and keen ears curiously to hear what the two were saying. It worked. Limon could even understand most of what his mom said over the phone. His awesome ears never let him down!

"... actually just wanted to hear weather you enjoyed the dinner Limon brought over?", the female fennec's soft voice asked .

"Absolutely!", Coal approved without hesitation. "It was delicious as always. You're a... hmpf, b-blessed cook!" As Limon went down on him, the dog had to suppress a moan with a faked cough. The fox too had to contain himself not to make any sounds and as a result didn't quite get his mothers next words, but whatever it was she said, Coal was quick to answer, "No, no! It's nothing, don't you worry! It's just been a long day and the old bones are acting up a little."

"I just hope, you didn't catch a cold, but if you say so?" the worried vixen asked and then quickly added, "Maybe I should make you a nice soup next? We wouldn't want to risk getting you sick! I'll send Limon over tomorrow with it!"

Coal smiled as he heard his favorite play thing would be coming over again so soon. "Soup sounds amazing for tomorrow, Mrs. Y. I honestly don't know what I'd do without the two of you!"

"Oh, please! I'm the one who'd be lost without your help. It's the least I can do!" she said with joy. And Limon knew exactly what she meant: In the past, Coal had been a huge help for her around the house. He's fixed the plumbing, repaired the car, even patched up the roof! He's done a many things for her and never asked for anything in return, or tried to hit on her. Not even a little flirt escaped his mouth! He's a real gentleman, Limon was told often by his mom. Though, the small fennec soon found out about the reasons for Coal's courteous behavior! "Speaking of us two," his mom went on, "Is Limon still with you? He's not home yet and it's getting late."

The black husky's eyes settled on the cock sucking fox with a smile. "Hm-mm, yes he's still here. He's offered to help me out a little in the garage. You raised such a good boy!"

Limon's mother was relieved. "Oh, good. I was beginning to worry. It's so nice to see that you two are getting along so well together! You know, it's been hard for Limon ever since his father left. I always hoped that, well... maybe, you would become somewhat of a new father-figure for him. You know, someone to whom he could look up to. Someone to guide him. There's only so much a mother can do..." She was silent for a moment, than slowly added, "It's... actually a bit embarrassing to admit, but... that's kinda the reason I send him over so often. I only hope he's not a burden to you?"

"Aw! That's, humph... sweet of you to say," Coal muttered with another muffled groan of lust. "I'm doing my best to straighten him out. And don't worry! I absolutely don't mind having him around. Your son is a huge help to me!" He gave Limon a smug smile as he said this.

Limon could almost hear his mother smile through the phone. "I'm so glad to hear this! He can stay over for as long as he wants, if you're alright with that. As long as he doesn't drink alcohol and comes back before the dark, I have no objections to some... father son time," she giggled softly.

Coal gave her a light chuckle back in return. "Isn't the boy, like... What? Twenty already? Aren't you worrying a bit too much? He can handle himself."

"Twenty-three, actually," the vixen corrected. "But still, my house, my rules!" she said a bit more stern, though the tone softened fast again. "Although... maybe today I could make an exception? I know he is in good hands after all." She pondered for a moment then added, "Maybe it would be best if he had this experience with an adult he can trust...? B-but only one beer and no hard liquor!"

"Alright, alright!" the husky chuckled again. "Your house, your rules. I will take care of the boy as if he was my own son!" he promised and simultaneously patted Limon's head with his thick, rough fingers. "And don't worry, Ill drive him home if it gets too late."

"You're such a good man, Coal! I'm sure spending some time with you will be good for Limon. There's so much he could learn from you. Thank you for taking care of my son!"

"It will be my pleasure!" the dog laughed wholeheartedly and shortly after, the two said their good byes. With a long, deep sigh of relief, Coal put the phone down on the station and sagged into his armchair. "Damn, you didn't make this one easy on me, son..." he panted happily as his eyes fixed back onto the small fox beneath his gut. "Ya heard what yer mom said? We're gonna have some father son time tonight!" the husky snickered. "That means you've got plenty of time to spit shine my work boots, while I kick up my sore paws on your back! Maybe I'll have a second round with your muzzle later as well, huh? Or I could teach you again how to properly take my weight..."

A shudder run over Limon's small back, and he was sure he saw Coal notice and savor it. The fox was still tending to the old man's, by now fully erect, dick. He sucked on the red boner long and hard, just like Coal had taught him, hoping it would be enough to satisfy him. But knowing the old husky, Limon shouldn't be this faithful!

"But first, let's finish this, shall we...?" Coal grunted and quickly took hold of the fox's small head with both his large hands. "Ya worked me up good, boy, it's time you get your treat..." Then he began to force Limon down on his rock hard dick. The fox struggled and weakly tried to pull back, but the husky was stronger, of course. With a whimpering, slurping sound, Coal's length slowly pushed itself into Limon's throat until he kissed the canine's pulsing knot. "After a-all, hmpff... as a good father-f-figure, haff... I really shouldn't let you get back home on an empty stomach!"

Gagging and chocking, Limon did his best to endure the horny dog until his hands let loose again. Immediately the fox pulled his head back, though a split second before he could finally rip the massive sausage out of his maw, Coal stopped him and pushed down again. "Argh...p-ple-eeea-ff... s-sho-ooohrghuff...."

Coal repeated this mean game over and over, letting the poor fox up in desperation, only to shove him down again. And every time he became faster and more forceful as his orgasm neared. Soon the husky's hip helped to pound the fennec's throat as well by rocking up in rhythm with his bobbing head. And every time he hammered his dick in, the boy would make these sweet squealing noises!

In his desperation, Limon pressed his hands against Coal's belly and leg in an attempt to push himself up and thus attenuate the man's vicious thrusts. But it was of little use. The powerful and much bigger husky could fuck Limon's throat at his leisure, and that's exactly what he did! At some point he forced the fox down until his soft, warm lips were pressed firmly against his knot and then simply held him there. "Hmpff... N-now swallow!" Limon heard the husky moan the command he was already anxiously expecting to come. He knew denying Coal his fun would only result in punishment, so the poor fennec obeyed and began to swallow around the dick in his throat to stimulate it with the contractions of his muscles. Which was easier said than done, after being severely throat fucked! Every forcefully executed gulp felt like swallowing an apple wholly and burned tremendously in Limons sore throat. "F-fuck yes!" Coal panted blissfully as he held his ward down. "Th-that's, ugh... a g-good boy..."

When the pressure on the back of his head suddenly increased, Limon forced out a muffled whimper. Not this as well! Unable to keep up with the swallowing, the abused fox trembled as Coal's knot began to spread his lips apart. "Now, agh... t-take it all!" the husky demanded. "T-take your new dad, urgh... like a go-oohd boy!" Being pushed down even harder now, Limon could only watch with his wet eyes wide open as his head was turned and tilted left and right to wedge the fat knot into his muzzle as well. Bit by bit the massive, twitching lump of flesh spread the fennec's tiny maw further apart as simultaneously the tip of Coal's cock was forced deeper into him as well. Limon knew he couldn't escape, the only thing he could do was endure this!

"Hgnn! NGHNNN! Ghgnnn..." With a wet, gagging sound from the fox and a loud, ragged snarl from the husky above, the knot finally slipped into Limon's muzzle and filled his cheeks to the brim. Only a second later Coal came and began to pump his hot, sticky spunk straight down into Limon's gullet. "Huhh-Agh! H-here comes, ugh... your dinner, son..." he taunted as his whole body twitched and jerked in the recliner.

With the massive junk lodged so deep into his throat, the fennec simply couldn't swallow anything at all. Those spurts that were shot with enough force, simply traveled down to fill the boy's belly. The rest was coughed up as Limon tried to breath and shot from his nose to land in the husky's black and white fur. Some of the gooey mess even leaked out of the corners of his muzzle that was spread apart by Coal's knot.

Panting hard, the dog relaxed some in his chair and eventually also loosened the grip around the fox's head. With his maw knotted like this, he wouldn't go anywhere anytime soon! With a dirty smirk Coal took in the sight of his work. Gagging and struggling to breath, Limon's nose was pressed against his messy groin. Cum and spit was everywhere. And the boy's distorted face with his cute ears lowered in pain was made all the better by those sweet, tiny tears that rolled down his yellow cheeks!

A white furred hand came closer and Limon closed his eyes in fear, though only a soft, kind finger brushed gently over his stuffed cheek. Then it followed the line of his muzzle under his chin and traveled further to brush over the palpable bulge in the fox's throat. Limon winced. "Mmm... you're such a good boy..." Coal chuckled as his finger caressed the bulge his dick created. After a moment the hand retreated to pick up the beer that still waited on the little side table. A few gulps went down the husky's throat before he put the can down again with a sigh. "Once you're loose again, you can continue with the boots!" he ordered casually as he focused back on the TV, his cock warmer still locked in place.

"Ghnnng..." Limon whimpered weakly in response. This surely would turn out to become a loooong evening for the poor fox. And whatever else Coal had in store for him, Limon knew, a cold beer was most likely not on the list!

THE END