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"Oh, dad's home," Luke pulls into his driveway, parking the car and turning off the ignition. The first thing he notices is random grass clippings littering the sides of the driveway, showing that his dad had been doing some yard work earlier that day. Luke glances at his watch, the time only being a little after five thirty in the evening. Luke works at a barebones 9-5 job, withering away at the drawls of retail work... but eh, it's money. Better than his brother, who doesn't work at all. Twin brother. Age isn't an excuse here, it's laziness.

Luke clears his throat and approaches the door, unlocking and opening it to find his brother and father on the couch watching something on TV. Thomas looks up, smirking, "You're late. How was work, dweeb?" Luke grumbles, not bothering to respond as he slinks off to the kitchen to get something to drink. "Did mom make dinner?" Luke calls out to the two.

"Yeah, she made lasagna," Thomas yells back, "it's in the fridge."

Luke opens the refrigerator, pulling out a cold slice of lasagna wrapped in plastic wrap, sticking it in the microwave and pushing some buttons before leaning on the counter and sighing, rubbing his temple. All he could think about was how Tom could get away with so much. He isn't in college, he isn't working, he's pretty much a NEET. Yet Luke was demanded to get a job and has all these chores to do. There's no way Tom mowed the grass earlier, and he surely just sat around the house all day today. It's always like this. He's like a prince. A goddamn prince.

The microwave beeps, pulling Luke from his thoughts as he opens the door and takes the food out of the microwave, quickly running to go set it down on the counter from the heat of the plate. He gets a fork out of the drawer and begins eating it as quickly as possible, trying to finish up so he can shove off to his room and relax for the rest of the evening.

"How was work?" Luke nearly chokes on his food at the sudden noise, coughing and clearing his throat before looking over at his father, Ray, who was standing in the doorway.

"It was alright. Same shit different pile." Luke shrugs, avoiding eye-contact. "What're y'all watching?"

"Just some stupid comedy stoner movie from the nineties. Damn, you're already halfway through that, you must've been hungry." Ray shakes his head and goes into the fridge to pull out a beer. Luke glances over at the trash can and sees a few were already in there.

"Drinking before five, huh?" Luke thinks to himself, shoving more food into his maw. He hears the sound of the beer can opening and Ray walking past him and back into the living room. Luke finishes his meal and tosses the plate and fork in the sink, making his way upstairs.

This was a normal evening for him. Mom was already upstairs watching her programs and the two downstairs were hanging out while Luke went off in his room to waste the night away. He shuts the door behind him, flopping down onto his bed and taking out his phone to browse the internet for a few hours, listening to music, and doing whatever it is that a teenage boy does in his bedroom alone. Night time hits. Daylight savings had fucked him with the darkness super early, and working all day didn't help either. He felt the pull of sleep hit his eyes, droopy lids obscuring some of his vision. Luke rubs his eyes with the back of his hand, letting out a yawn and sitting up in bed. He gets up and stretches, walking over to his computer desk to shut off his monitor and put his PC to sleep, tearing off his clothes down to his boxers. Luke glances at his digital clock and sees it was a little past midnight. Did he really waste that much time doing nothing?

His ear perks to the sound of his brother closing his door adjacent to his room. That means dad is going to bed soon as well. Luke slides into his sheets and wraps himself in a burrito of fluffy blankets, slowly drifting off into blissful sleep...

"Tom?" Luke stirs awake and feels his heavy lids open to the sound of his father's voice whispering from nearby.

Luke stirs awake, squinting and looking at the time on his digital clock softly glowing, it's a little before 1:30am. What would his father possibly need from his brother at this time of night? Secondly, why would he mistake this for Tom's bedroom? They've always lived here, so how could he possibly get it mixed up.

"Dad?" Luke says, confused. He sits up and suddenly sees his dad naked, big sheath hanging out and everything.

"Oh, good, you're still awake," Ray says, walking forward in one big stride and getting onto the bed on his knees, quickly crawling up to Luke and leaning in to give him a kiss. Luke, paralyzed by how quickly things were moving, gasps into the kiss, his dad's tongue slithering its way into Luke's mouth. He felt the strong scent of alcohol coming from his breath. He was drunk. Luke's heart was racing and his hands were trembling as he gently pushes his dad away, but Ray pushes his chest forward and continues kissing. Just what the fuck was happening?! The teenage wolf felt a paw rip off his blanket and a big burly paw rummaging through his boxers, gripping his sheath with a squeeze. "O-oh god!" Luke moans into the kiss, his father's tongue swirling around inside of his mouth, licking at the roof of it. Luke shuffled to sit up, his dad breaking the kiss and beginning to lick Luke's neck while jacking off his sheath. Luke felt a hard rod hitting the inside of his thigh, and cold air revealed a wetness squirting down onto his fur. His dad was fully erect.

"D-Dad, I-I-"

"Yeah, here, lemme do this," Ray says, slowly getting down between Luke's legs and gripping the base of his sheath, pulling down to reveal some of his pink flesh. Luke's dad takes him into his mouth, gently jacking off behind the knot and gulping down every inch outside it's furry pouch. Luke's eyes widened, a clawed hand quickly going down to cover his mouth as he begins to whine and whimper, eyes rolling back and closing. Oh god, this is actually happening! Luke feels his father's hot tongue press up against his balls and his wet throat constricts his member, the warmth and wetness overtaking his senses and making him dizzy. He felt the instinctual need to hump, but suppressed it with a moan while gripping the bedsheets.

Ray pulls off, Luke's cock springing up, hard and squirting precum. "Gotta be quiet, don't wake Luke 'er yer mom." Ray says, leaning down and kissing Luke's sheathed knot.

"You're so big... juss like yer ol' man," Ray slurs, leaning over and kissing the spot on Luke's thigh that he got wet earlier. "So sexy..." Ray licks Luke's thigh, his cock squirting out precum again. Luke looks down at his dad, seeing him get up and straddle Luke's waist, grinding his ass against his shaft.

"You got me so fuckin' hard suckin' me on the couch earlier. We could'a gotten caught. You edged me to death," Ray says, poking his tapered, squirty tip at Luke's entrance. Luke felt himself panic as the feeling of taking a shit took over, his dad penetrating his asshole. Luke felt his cock throb as his sheath pulls past the knot, his pink and red cock flopping down onto his belly.

"Fuck, you're so tight... I love it. My sexy pup. You love daddy, don'tcha? I know y' do." Ray grunts, leaning forward and kissing Luke's muzzle, tongue slithering inside of it and exploring every crevice. Luke gasps for air as they break the kiss, Ray's tongue hanging out of his mouth while he begins to buck his cock into his son. Ray looks down and sees Luke's cock drooling, getting some of it on his fingers and tasting it.

"I love your taste, Tommy," Ray sighs, slipping three inches into Luke without warning. Luke's eyes go wide and he places a paw over his mouth, muffling a moan as his father plunges his big, fully swollen, canine cock deeper into Luke's virgin asshole. Flashes of Thomas and his father being close and cuddly, times where Tom didn't have to do any chores and Luke had to do them all... it all made sense now. Tommy was daddy's little prince.

Luke feels a strong pressure build up inside of him, his cock pulsing and squirting precum onto his belly and chest, his cock's red tip looking downright painful. Ray reaches up and grabs Luke's shoulders, hilting his hips to get in deeper, almost lifting Luke onto his dick against the wall. Luke lets out a gasp of breath, feeling all six inches of his dad's shaft enter him in one swift motion. He grabs at his father's back fur and grips it, clenching tight around his dad's rod.

"Remember not to clench too hard, let me go in easy and it'll feel really good, bud." Ray says, softly bucking his hips into his boy. The bed began to creek softly as his dad picked up in speed, making Luke's cock bounce against his belly. He didn't know what to say at this moment, he'd still been too stunned to speak! This explains everything! They've just been fucking behind everyone's backs!

Luke felt Ray's knot threaten to enter him, and tried his best not to yelp. It truly hurt having this massive object inside him, that cock being its own source of lube making it easier for Ray to just go crazy. It wasn't long before he felt the knot try to enter him again, Ray pulling back with a whine, the knot catching on Luke's ass cheeks.

"Fuck... almost there," Ray moans, thrusting in and out of his son with wild abandon. Luke felt his cock throb and squirt precum yet again, and he had the strange urge to jack himself off. Was he gay? Did he actually enjoy this? Why hadn't he stopped it yet?

"D-dad?" Luke says softly, looking down at his dick and then back up at his father.

"Oh god, fuck... I'm gonna cum soon..." Ray says, ignoring him. Ray sits up and places both paws onto Luke's ass, pulling his ass cheeks apart and trying to get the knot in. Luke gasps, his claws digging into the bed sheets as his father tries to breed him. Something about the way his father's knot pressing against his sensitive hole, with the girth already rubbing on his prostate, sent electricity throughout his body. Luke began to moan, only to have a big paw placed over his muzzle to stop it. Luke began shooting out thick shots of virile cream, some shooting out and hitting his chin. Some landed onto his neck, and the rest coated his belly and chest.

"Good boy... that's it... good boy..." Ray coos, continuing to hump into Luke with a new vigor, the wet slapping sound filling the room. The knot was having a rough time entering due to Luke flexing his hole from orgasm, so Ray took his opportunity and slammed his hips against Luke, his balls slapping against his boy's taint. Luke felt his father's cock expand inside of him, the knot inflating and locking him in. His dad's cock began to spurt hot, thick ropes of cum inside of his asshole, filling him up with the thick seed that brought him into existence. Ray scrunches his nose and bares his fangs at the orgasm, letting go of Luke's muzzle to allow him to speak again. Ray gives some residual humps and really jams his boys into his boy, scooping up some of Luke's cum and tasting it for himself.

"Hmph, different than usual." Ray says, smiling widely. "Was it as good as all the other times?"

Luke, not wanting to let the secret be exposed just yet, nods his head and smiles back at his dad. "Yeah. I-It was great."

Ray leans over and gives Luke a kiss, his knot still plugged inside of him. "I love you, kiddo. Go ahead and clean up when we're done, don't want your mom to find any evidence. Heh."

Ray eventually deflates and dismounts Luke, drunkenly walking out of the room as his erection dies down. Luke watches as his father almost falls, showing his blackout he was. The young wolf clenches his ass, bringing his knees to his chest and watching his door close. Silence. Silent save for the ringing in his ears. No amount of clenching made his stretched hole closed enough to keep his dad's seed from spilling out of him, so he decides to go sit in the bathroom connected to his room. Luke opens the seat and sits down, farting a river of the cum that made him into the bowl. He places his head in his paws, elbows resting on his knees and lets out a big sigh.

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