New male in the house
It's done! The last great story! Destined to win the Golden Knot 2023!
Nah, not really, it's just a simple incest story. Enjoy it and fap a lot with it.
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> Kofi
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Brian opened the door to his house and left his backpack lying on the floor, the school day was over and the weekend looked like a paradise in front of the boy to be enjoyed.
The teenager's home was completely silent, his parents were possibly still in the office and, as was usual, if they had not arrived by this time they would not appear until very late in the evening. This caused the young tiger to lick his lips and give the bulge between his legs a gentle squeeze.
The feline slipped off his slippers and went upstairs, making up his mind that he could enjoy a long, carefree masturbation session. But as he passed his parents' bedroom, the teenager heard a whimper that caught his attention.
Peeking very carefully out the door, Brian was surprised to see his father on his knees on the matrimonial bed, with his face lying on the pillow and his butt raised, holding with his hand a small dildo that mimicked a canine's penis, and which the adult was slowly pushing into his anus.
"Oooh yes, harder Farid!" moaned the adult, keeping his eyes closed as he sped up the movement of the toy with his hand.
Brian swallowed saliva and stared for a moment until he realized that the bulge in his pants was growing as he saw and heard his father. The teenager reached between his pants and began stroking his feline penis, which was already out of its sheath and slowly growing wet. With his hand unoccupied, Brian pulled his cell phone out of his pocket and began filming his father.
"Please, Farid, make me your bitch!" the tiger moaned again, rubbing his cheek against the pillow as if it were the fur of his platonic lover.
The teenager immediately pictured the owner of the name his father hailed, Farid. His father's platonic love was a Sarabi dog that had come home for dinner a couple of times, Farid was a tiger coworker and was huge, like all mastiff breeds.
"Tie me up, please! I need your knot inside me!" moaned the adult again, applying a little more pressure with the toy's knot against his little anus.
Brian stifled a laugh at how unlikely it would be for his father to be able to get that toy all the way in. Besides, while the knot of the dildo was of considerable size for an inexperienced anus, the image of Farid came back to the teenager's mind and made it clear to him that the huge canine would possibly carry a piece of meat about three times bigger than what his father was trying to stuff up his asshole.
"You're so big, Farid!" moaned the adult, as he again pressed the small toy against his anus, gritting his teeth, straining beyond his limits.
At that point, the young tiger grew impatient and approached his father. Watching as the adult pressed again, Brian rested his hand on the other tiger's and pushed hard, making the canine knot disappear in the big cat's bowels.
"Oooh God!" the adult cried out in pain, writhing on his bed as he tried to remove the toy from inside him, thrashing around, raising his voice, biting the pillow and clawing at the mattress.
Brian took a couple of steps back and stood filming the spectacle, playing with his manhood as he enjoyed his father's desperation, until he heard a very feminine moan that activated a deep, primal fiber of dominance in the teenager, something older than society itself that told him that his father was beneath him in the male hierarchy and should be put in his place.
"Silence, whore!" commanded the teenager with a powerful scream.
The adult stifled his groans and opened his eyes, staring in surprise at his son who was almost on top of him, his penis completely out of its sheath and dripping precum. Brian's father's heart jumped into his throat, his pulse becoming almost as strong as the pain he felt in his anus, making it impossible for him to analyze the situation he had gotten himself into.
"It's what you wanted Isn't it?" the young tiger asked in a commanding voice.
The huge tiger closed his eyes and nodded his head without saying a word.
"Then you bear it and be thankful. Say thanks!" the teenager shouted again, without stopping filming his pathetic father.
"I-It hurts so much..." groaned the adult as his lips quivered.
"I didn't ask you that!" yelled Brian again, lifting his leg and resting his foot on his relative's genitals, pressing carelessly.
"Sorry! Sorry! Sorry! Thank you!" The adult was quick to shout as he felt his son squishing his balls.
" That's better... Get off the bed and get on your knees on the floor," Brian ordered, looking coldly at his father, very sure of what he was doing.
The adult again hastened to obey, he sat on the bed for a second feeling the pressure of the toy held firmly in his gut. Confusion and fear had put the man of the house in a tight spot that he had no idea how to get out of.
"Lick my dick," the teenager said, kicking off his slippers and sitting on his parents' bed.
The adult hesitated for a second, then crawled over to lay his head between his son's legs and gave the young man's testicles a coy lick, as the virile feline strawberry dripped clear liquid over his muzzle.
"So you like cock?" asked Brian, looking cruelly into his father's eyes, something that told him he had just lost all respect for him.
The other tiger, ears back, nodded as he rested his tongue on his son's wet cock, tasting the most intimate flavor he had to offer him, collecting a good amount in his mouth to swallow it down, with trepidation yet with secret, perverted pleasure.
Brian rested his heavy right hand on his father's cheek, stroked him and then gave him a couple of gentle slaps before continuing to ask, "Does Mom know you're a fag?"
This time, the adult denied while his mouth was fully occupied with the young tiger's penis, bobbing his head down and up, attending to his son's manhood as best he could.
"I'm going to have to punish you for being a faking faggot," the teen assured, as he grabbed a handful of his father's hair and tugged on it.
The adult's eyes opened wide, grimacing a renewed expression of terror and moaning submissively.
Brian pulled his father's head away from his cock, smacking the other tiger's face a couple of times with his wet member, and commanded him again in an imposing tone, "Turn around, it's time to put the games aside."
The huge tiger swallowed spit and pleaded, "Brian...wait a minute, I don't think that's a good idea..."
"Look, Henry...I didn't ask for your opinion, you're going to do what I order you to do or Mom will get the video of you making it very clear what a whore you are. Now the only man in the house is me, and as long as we're alone you're going to behave like an obedient female if you know what's good for you," the young man made it clear.
Henry nodded again and lowered his gaze, then obeyed his son's command and turned away. The teenager smiled as he watched his father respond to his commands, making his heart pound harder and harder. How far can you go when you have absolute control over a person?
Brian rested both hands on the adult's buttocks, caressing and squeezing them, spanking them gently and moving down to grab his father's nuts, a large pair of hairy balls twice the size of the young tiger's.
"Have you ever given yourself to another man before?" the teen asked.
Henry hesitated for a moment, thought carefully, remembering his time in college, his first kiss with another man, the nights he masturbated with his friends, that time when....
"I asked you a question, answer it," the young tiger insisted.
"No...not like that," the adult replied after giving a shaky sigh.
"Perfect, I'm glad it's your first time, Dad," Brian said, emphasizing the last word with pleasure.
The teenager gripped the handle of the toy buried in his father's ass tightly, tugged a little on it carefully, testing how tight it was.
"Wait, no!" moaned Henry.
"I have to pull it out so I can get my dick inside you. Now you have to be a good female and bear it," Brian explained.
"Do it carefully- AAAAAAAaaaaaH!" the adult cried out in pain, as he felt the huge knot of his toy come loose from inside him along with the entire length of the thick silicone rod.
"Wow...that left you pretty wide open," exclaimed the young tiger, staring in fascination at the wide hole his father had been left with.
As the adult writhed in pain on the floor, the teen had him by the buttocks with both hands, holding his anus open, enjoying the scene as the lube slowly dripped out of Henry's anus.
"Perfect. Get on the bed, I want to fuck you somewhere more comfortable," Brian ordered again, releasing his father's ass after squeezing it hard.
Henry slowly stood up, his legs trembling with each step until he was able to lie down on the bed. Already on a softer surface, the adult knelt, lifting his hips and resting his head on the pillow, waiting to feel his own son's weight on the mattress, signaling to him that he was seconds away from being penetrated by another man.
Brian finished undressing, grabbed the lube, squirted a stream of lube along his penis and began to distribute it with his hands. When the barb-adorned meat tube was completely soaked, the teen climbed onto the bed and settled in behind the other tiger.
"Do you want to feel this cock inside you?" the young tiger asked, his tone haughty.
"Yes, please. Now you're the male of the house," stammered Henry, still overwhelmed by the desperate situation he was in.
"You look great being a slut, I don't think I'll tell Mom about your secret," the teenager teased, baring his sharp white teeth and pink gums as he smiled.
The adult sighed, trying not to think about the incestuous act he was about to suffer because of the coercion being exerted on him by his own son. The shame of having been discovered in such a terrible situation and of having been left in a compromising position in his own home, paralyzed the tiger and made him feel hypersensitive to everything that was happening around him, as if he was waiting for someone to come out of hiding at any moment and shout that it was all a bad joke.
Brian spat directly into his father's gaping anus, not out of a need to lubricate the entrance further but to make the adult feel more degraded, he aimed his feline penis and plunged it in crudely, feeling no resistance thanks to the great job previously done by the canine toy he had forced into the adult tiger's bowels. The teen's abdomen slammed into Henry's buttocks as did his smaller sized but higher ranking balls.
"Oooh! Fuck, what a nice ass you have!" growled the teen, gripping the other male's hips firmly.
"T-Thanks..." moaned the adult, gritting his teeth as he felt the barbs of his son's penis scraping the irritated flesh of his loins.
"I hope you get used to this, because I plan to use you quite often," Brian confirmed, speeding up his thrusts, producing a liquid sound each time his feline-fleshed rod bumped roughly against his father's abused, lubricated hole.
The adult simply moaned again, gripping the sheets of his bed tightly, drooling on the fabric, also moistening the part just below his penis from which began to gush abundantly the transparent liquid that any male gives off when he feels prey to pleasure.
The young tiger's roughness came to an end along with a roar that made the adult's legs tremble, at the same instant that a generous torrent of semen made its way through Henry's intestines, flooding his interior with his son's potent juice.
Brian rolled off his father, watching as the adult's swollen anus expelled the thick white gift he had just injected into him. Only a trickle of the viscous liquid connected the conquered hole to the teen's already soft, barbed penis, prompting the young tiger to dry his phallus against the fur of his father's ass.
The humiliated adult lay completely still to hide the mess he had left on his sheets, failing to recall any occasion when he had ejaculated as much as he had a few seconds ago. Henry's anus burned like hell and his pride had been as broken as his hole, but he had achieved for a moment a peak of pleasure he had never thought possible to reach.
The teenager took one last look at his father and smirked, then reached for his clothes and got dressed, took a picture of the great job he had done on the adult, and left the room without a word.
Days passed and Henry's life became quite complicated. The teenager never took advantage of him or blackmailed him again but every time they were alone in the house, Brian would smile wickedly, reminding the adult tiger that everything that had happened was true, that he was still under threat of being discovered, that by simply pushing a button his son had the power to ruin his life. All this devoured the mind of the supposed man of the house, confused him to such an extent that it led him to lower his head every time his son passed in front of him, as if he were a superior being. But what made him most desperate was not being used by the young male, since that afternoon in which the teenager had lost his virginity with his ass, he had sealed a sort of unspoken pact that had stripped the adult of all authority, had degraded him and had made things clear to him, his position of submission in the family, something that Henry quickly accepted.
On the exact one-week anniversary of the terrible afternoon in which his greatest secret was discovered, Henry took advantage of the fact that his wife had gone out to dinner with her friends, gathered what little courage he had left and decided to confront his son.
It was almost eight o'clock in the evening when Brian heard a knock on his bedroom door. The teenager, who was lying on his bed reading a book, put his reading aside and got up lazily to answer the knock. When the young tiger opened the door, he found his father on his knees and in a pleading position.
"What the fuck?" was all Brian could say upon seeing the pathetic scene.
"Please... I need you, you were right, I'm a whore and I need a male to take care of me. I'm going crazy and I can't go another second without you touching me, penetrating me, ordering me or talking to me. Please...I'll do anything," the adult pleaded, holding back as best he could so as not to cry in front of the other male.
Brian knelt down in front of his father, took the adult's head in his hands and kissed his lips. "You took your time, my dear female. Stand up, come in," the teen ordered, walking calmly to his bed and patting it, indicating the other tiger to sit next to him.
Henry stood up and hurried to sit next to his son, who was two heads shorter than him, even with the adult's back hunched over. The big tiger kept silent waiting for his male to speak.
"After what happened the other day, I kept thinking for quite a while, I was afraid I had overstepped my bounds, I really enjoyed what we did together but at the same time I was afraid I had hurt you. I'm glad you came to take your new place as my female," the teen explained, smiling at his father.
"I... aah!" interrupted his words the adult as he felt a pair of his son's fingers sneak down the back of his pants and press against his anus until they sank into it, forcing the big tiger to straighten his back and let out a squeal.
"Sshhh... you don't need to say another word unless I ask you to. You will be a very good bitch and I promise I will give you all the love you deserve," Brian assured him, drilling his father more and more with his fingers.
Henry closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, swallowed saliva and nodded excitedly, he would be used again just as he had been a week ago.
"Now, the male of the house is me."