Father's turn
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The night wore on. It was close to 5 AM by the time he reached to his father's room. A wolf cub had experienced something new just 5 minutes ago. The pup was held down and restrained by tentacles as one transparent, green tendril engulfed his sheath, drew out his member and forced the cub into orgasm, instantly taking control of the wolf at the same time.
His name was Ben. The ten year old wolf walked up to his father's room. There was still a tendril attached and engulfing his still exposed pink member. The door opened near effortlessly. Ben looked inside at his father. There was a small giggle as he made his way into the room. The adult wolf's name was David. David lay sprawled on the bed in his boxers.
The young wolf climbed onto the bed careful not to wake his father. The father did not wake, but he did stir only a little. Tendrils moved up on the bed, as if they had been following the small wolf. Most of them were solid green in color. The one around the pup's member was the only exception. The cub had situated himself between his father's legs, staring down at the boxers.
The cub reached up and grabbed the waistline of the boxers, and started to pull down. Eventually the boxers slid to his thighs before his ears shifted and his eyes opened. "What are you...?" He asked but was cut off when he went to raise a paw but couldn't. He looked left and saw a green tendril around his wrist. He tried his right paw, but it too was held down. Now he felt his feet paws constricted. He grunted as fought until he felt his son's paws on his belly.
Ben smiled down at his father. "It's ok... It doesn't hurt." He said. David caught the glimpse of his son's member, still out and engulfed in the green tentacle. Moreover, it was mere inches away from his own sheath. David went to yell out; there was only a slight noise. He didn't see it. A tendril had shot up into his open muzzle. He shook his head trying to get it out. One weakness was all it sought. It dove downwards, and pulled upwards, forcing his head back against the bedding, facing the headboard and away from his son.
He bit down. The tendril was soft, but his teeth didn't penetrate, like a thick rubber. The pup watched and then looked down, and brought his member up. The tentacles started to squeeze both their sheaths together. The pup's pink-ish member was still held firm and jiggled as the tentacle had fully engulfed the adult wolf's sheath and was beginning to suck now. There was a bit more struggling going on now.
The pup watched his father's pink penis slide out. It was pressed hard against Ben's. The dark red shaft slide against the tightly help members. Ben's mouth opened, letting out small murrs. His ears flicked when he saw the two tips meet. But his father's kept sliding and extending. All the while, David decided to thrash out. The pup gripped his belly fur trying to help hold him steady.
There was a loud grunt as his wiggles became quiverier. His thighs convulsed, trying to somehow fight the sensation. The pup only smiled down and lifted his legs from bedding, as if riding his father's struggles.
A few minutes later, Ben was moaning, both members throbbing. Somehow David had not given in. His paws gripped bedding as the pressure built. He closed his eyes tight and bit hard against the tendril. A few left struggles, and few right jerks. His tail racing around. His feet paws clenched as his back arched. There was a few heavy spasms followed by a muffled howl. Ben clenched his teeth. "Ugh.... Egh..." Was all that came from him. He did not want to howl out yet for fear of waking someone else.
Both their orgasmic fluids floated out of their bodies and up the tendril. After struggles and when the orgasm pleasure died. Ben fell to the right, his member finally released from the tentacle. However, his eyes remained green. The tentacles now engulfed the father's large member. His muzzle was released. His eyes opened as he sat up. His wrists and ankles was let go. His eye color was just as green as his son's now.
With a smile he fully removed his boxers and tossed them aside. Both father and son got off the bed to go to the nearest room to show the rest of the family what they had discovered.
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Who's next? The sister or the mother? You decide
And you did decide. With 2 votes, the sister is next.