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"Son, you have to spread your legs a little more in your squat," Ralph sighed. He watched his son carefully, making sure to note how each muscle flexed and moved with each bow downward. "Straighten your hips, and make sure the bar isn't on your neck. You have to straighten things out, or you could hurt yourself. I would hate for the best damn shortstop the college has seen in ages roll a metal bar on their vertebrae..."

Ralph had his hands on Austin's hips, the similar-looking but smaller-statured doberman going through his reps as his beefy father watched with a calculating gaze. Stiff calves, straining traps underneath the athletic shirt, and a grimacing expression told him all that the older doberman needed to know; he was pushing his son to his limit.

The garage that they were working out in was nothing spectacular. Even the weights that the two were utilizing were hand-me-downs from Ralph's college days working out at home. The weights were rusty, but like an old car that just didn't know when to die, they were as reliable as well as prone to give some form of disease. Well, maybe not that bad, but Ralph begged to differ. It was actually quite crude for Austin to work out in such conditions since he was one of the best the college had. Austin was always a starter and always on top. His dad took a moment and smiled to himself, watching his son strain against the weight.

Austin grunted as he did a few more reps, feeling his toned yet somewhat thick back muscles starting to scream at him. "I-I don't think I can finish this set, Dad," he groaned, sweat rolling down his face and dripping off the end of his muzzle from the exertion evident from how he was starting to shake from struggling with the weight. He hated being a quitter, but he knew better than to push himself too far and end up getting hurt.

"Push just a little more, son," Ralph urged, but his actions showed his confidence was misplaced; he put his hands right underneath the bar. He saw Austin get hit by a pitch which nearly tore his ACL a few weeks back. It was never pretty and always left him an emotional wreck when Austin ended up in the E.R., but he'd be damned if he'd allow his son to half-ass the squat. He was so close already, and Ralph knew Austin had it in him. Giving the bar a bit of force underneath to help, Ralph added, "Think about how good it will feel to have done three sets of ten. How good you'll squat on the mound. You'll be able to stay there for hours on Friday. Concentrate...and push like you fucking mean it."

Spurred on by his father's words, the younger doberman pushed on, slowly raising himself back up to a standing position despite his wobbling legs as he felt a surge of pride shoot through him for managing to make it, even if he did have a little help getting there. That was pretty much the story of his life, trying his hardest to achieve greater heights in his baseball career but always needing his dad to push him that little bit extra in the end. Austin wanted to be able to do it all by himself, but he knew his father meant well and wanted to do what he could to see him improve.

With a final grunt, Austin racked the weights and let out a long puff of air, slumping back against the wall of the garage. "Think I'm gonna have to call it there for tonight, Dad. I don't think my leg can take much more," the young canine sighed, internally cursing his injury and the weakness it left him with even after he healed.

Making sure that the bar was properly locked in the squat rack, the beefy doberman nodded. "All good. You did well today. You'll need your strength for later."

Noticing that Austin was looking like he was in a bit of pain, Ralph scanned over his son quickly. Austin was a prime specimen of a canine. Austin's chest was built, and as he took in puffs of air, it reminded Ralph of his days before he dirty bulked. He was lean, but with just enough muscle to be able to take several hits and dish one back ten times as hard. The sweat dripping down over his tanktop and his athletic shorts left little to the imagination, and Ralph blushed slightly when he realized he was looking too hard at the sweaty outline that formed right in the crotch of Ausin's shorts.

It reminded him too much of the doberman that he brought home a few nights ago from the bar. "Your leg feeling okay? We can grab some ice from the freezer and make sure you get a warm shower after." Walking forward, Ralph felt no guilt in kneeling close by his son and feeling his kneecap. Like any type of machine, the body needed to be primed and ready for whatever activity was coming. The game coming up was no exception.

"Massage would feel pretty nice right about now, but I'm pretty sure Tim would kill me if I texted him at this hour, not to mention if he found out I was working out this hard after practice," Austin replied, rather wishing he had access to the trainer's gifted paws. That husky could work the knot out of any muscle and make you feel like a new man.

Austin looked down at his dad with a raised eyebrow. "It hurts, but it's not like it's broken, Pops. You don't gotta go feeling up my knee every day," he huffed. "If something was wrong, I'd tell you."

"Hey...I mean..."

Dropping the thought of taking the place of Tim and shaking his head, Ralph pulled away suddenly, realizing what he was about to suggest to his son. "Don't worry about it. Or rather...I guess I need to stop worrying about it." Ralph looked a tad bit nervous, clearing his throat and making his way over towards the door that led into the family room. The knee-high socks that he wore along with his tennis shoes gave him a sporty but comfortable look, and he leaned against the doorframe.

"Sorry, son. Seeing you almost fall down on the field must have released some paternal instincts in me. I still remember when you nearly busted your knee right on the field," Ralph said. "Made the damn diving play to second, though. If you were old enough back then, I'd buy you a beer..."

Smirking, Austin shook his head. "It was a pretty great play, I guess, even if the ball nearly shattered my knee. And it's fine, I know you're just doting because you don't like seeing me hurt," the younger doberman waved dismissively as he took a small towel and wiped his face off before walking into the house to join his father. "At the time, I was more worried that I'd probably never be able to run again, or I'd end up in a wheelchair or something. Glad it was just a damaged ACL and not a complete tear. Anyway, what's for dinner? I haven't eaten since breakfast, and I'm starved!" Austin smiled, ears perked up and tail wagging slightly.

"Got a chicken baking in the oven, greens to go along with it. You can expect legumes," Ralph said with a grin. "Gotta keep my son nice and strong for the game. I couldn't remember if you liked edamame, but I decided to put some along with the chicken anyway." Opening up the door for his son, the two walked into the living room. It was spacious; a nice flat screen TV along with warm, wooden floors. A carpet was spread across the living room floor, and the glass coffee table that was right in the middle had an empty coffee mug along with a coaster set off to the side. Straight ahead with an open doorway was the kitchen with a delicious smell wafting its way through the house.

"Smells good, Dad," Austin smiled happily as he hobbled after the older doberman. His leg was acting up even worse than usual, but he didn't want to worry his father by telling him about it. Or, at least, he hadn't been intending to alert the older canine of his pain, but when his leg suddenly gave out and he fell right onto the hard floor, he yelped in pain as he held his leg close against him.

"Shit," Ralph said as he walked forward, crouching down near his son. There was obvious worry in his expression as he reached forward to feel across the tendon. "You are really tight there. Sure you don't need a quick rub-down before dinner? I have the warming liquid for your muscles to relax them."

Whimpering while holding his lower leg, Austin managed to nod his head slightly. "Think I might really need that...Sorry, Dad..." he apologized, lowering his eyes in shame now that he showed weakness and got his father all worried.

The stoic, stubborn, and sometimes pushy Coach reached an arm down and underneath his son's arm to lift him up before practically fireman carrying him towards the leather couch in their living room. Making sure his son had laid down stomach-first in order not to twist his leg, Ralph went into the kitchen to turn off the stove and quickly pulled out dinner. He haphazardly put it on the table before rushing upstairs. It wasn't like Austin was bleeding out onto the floor, but Ralph practically flung himself around the house as if he was possessed.

Clomp, clomp, clomp...

Ralph's paws plunked down onto the wooden floor in the upstairs bedroom as he dug through his dresser's underwear drawer and through the random condoms to grab the ointment. Truth be told, it was just a warming lubricant used for sex, but with a bit of aloe added and with some help from his divorced partner, who was a biochemist, Ralph turned it into a topical fluid for application to the skin. It was hard to dodge her questions, but worth it in the end. Plus he could use it in bed....which he always had to make sure that Austin never found that little tidbit out.

Running back downstairs as if his life depended on it, Ralph arrived back to the couch. "Got the stuff. You feeling about the same?"

"Feel like I could run a marathon faster than anyone alive," Austin replied as he gave a pained smirk and twitched on the couch for effect. "Wanna see me do it again?"

"Shut up...and stay still," Ralph said with a glare, but not without a grin. Putting some of the lubricant...errr...ointment onto Austin's lower leg, Ralph started to rub it around the muscle. The warming effect took hold pretty much instantly. The younger dobie's tendons were already starting to unwind and began to relax. "Jesus, you are really, really stiff. Just wish I could book an appointment with the physical therapist..."

Ralph pushed into the bulk of Austin's muscular leg, feeling a bit lower towards the calf before moving up towards the thigh and going underneath the dobie's shorts. It wasn't uncommon for him; it was all professional, but he had to admit that his son really packed on the muscle. The workouts were starting to do wonders and really tone and lean him up. He would be ready to be one of the top shortstop players in the country in no time.

"Y-yeah, wish you could too," Austin muttered, squirming a little as he felt his body start heating up weirdly. "What kind of ointment is that? Smells like silicone and aloe," he sniffed, but his focus shifted entirely when the tips of his father's fingers brushed against the hem of his underwear. "W-woah there, Pops," he protested, his cheeks darkening with a blush. It felt great, and he didn't want it to stop, but he had a feeling if he didn't things were going to get awkward.

Giving a snort, Ralph moved down a bit. "Sorry, just needed to make sure the rest of the muscles weren't damaged. Need I remind you that I brought you into this world, by the way, and I have seen you in less than your underwear? I can't tell you how many times I have caught you tugging one out." Although Ralph knew he was being a bit vulgar, he figured it would get his son off the trail of the lube-turned-medicinal cream.

"Okay, that was ONE time!" the younger canine protested, ears pinning back in embarrassment. "Actually, I guess it was closer to three times, but that's just because I didn't know you were home! Ugh....please kill me, this is too embarrassing," Austin groaned, not noticing that his shorts were starting to tent when he remembered the first time he'd been caught. His dad was fresh out of the shower, and he had come into Austin's room in just a towel, looking like a wet, musclebound god exactly as his son was hitting his orgasm, and the strangled noise which had come out of Austin when he realized he was caught and frantically tried to cover himself up mid-orgasm was a sound he doubted either of them would likely forget, as much as he wanted his dad to forget that part in particular.

Luckily, Ralph was fairly oblivious to his son's erection, but the way he was acting all submissive reminded him of the doberman he banged three nights ago. Used the same lube and everything...god, what an ass though.

"Shit, focus," Ralph said to himself as he went back to rubbing up Austin's thigh once again. Wait, Austin didn't want him to do that. Welp, too late for that. He figured his son's leg was going to be fine. It seemed relaxed, anyway, but he couldn't just leave his son embarrassed; he had to take the opportunity to go further.

"Well, I gotta say that the sex talk after was a little awkward. Especially since you were probably, what, nineteen? Heh. I bet you don't get any complaints in bed, do ya? You could be like those football players in college that get a job as a skimpy waiter or something!...Only kidding."

Clearing his throat and looking away as best he could, Austin felt his cheeks only heating up further. "C-can we not talk about that? I really don't wanna discuss my sex life with my own father, especially when he thinks his son needs the sex talk once he's out of high school and was already not a virgin at that point anyway," he grumbled.

Chuckling, Ralph relented. "Fine. Sounds like a fair enough compromise. Anyway, I think I'm all done with our little moment before dinner. Help yourself to the food on the table. I'll take the ointment back upstairs."

Ralph got up off of his son, the businesslike composure still in his stature. Luckily, he was wearing a jock, and it kept his cock from practically bursting out of his shorts. Thinking about that dobie last night was really getting to his head, and it was unfortunate that the doberman he was rubbing down was his own son and looked extraordinary like him.

Not thinking about it, Austin flipped himself over onto his back and stretched his legs, only wincing a little as he stretched his injured leg. To his chagrin, however, he didn't notice his erection hadn't gone down in the slightest from his dad rubbing his leg, and he quickly tried to cover it up with a throw pillow far too late.

"Whoa there, man," Ralph said with a chuckle as he pretended to cover his eyes. "Damn, you got a huge boner there." The older doberman paused for a moment, a grin still on his face until he saw Austin was very red.

"Awww, I don't mean to make you embarrassed. It's fine," Ralph said as he moved to sit by his son and not even realizing his own cock stood straight up and out in his shorts. Rub-downs must get to everyone; including the usually stoic coach. "You don't have a lot of alone time to yourself these days. Probably really pent up..."

The older doberman barely knew how quickly he was talking before the words left his mouth. Truth be told, seeing his son naked and stroking his massive, knotted maleness did make him hard when he caught him out of the shower the first time. He was lucky he had a towel over his junk, or he would have been giving his son a bit of a talk with a boner. Well, to be honest, it was less of a talk and more of a joking snicker.

When Ralph got a good look at his son, he realized how attractive the doberman was. The baseball player had the look, the resolve, and the willpower; practically a younger version of himself. Reaching forward, Ralph put a hand assuredly on Austin's thigh and squeezed. "I've seen you get a boner when I massaged you before anyway....Was just a matter of time before you couldn't hide it. I find it to be a compliment."

"But...but you're my dad, and it's weird and creepy that I had that reaction to you touching me," Austin squirmed, wanting to hide his face in the couch and never see the light of day again. If he hadn't been actively trying to not look at his father, he'd have seen the reaction it was having on the older dog as well.

"Hey...hey..." Ralph said with a small smile and reached forward to squeeze Austin's hand. "Come on...I'm not saying you have to feel good about it, but it does feel good that you find me attractive. I gotta say that you are so handsome....my own son who just has a daddy kink." Ralph slapped Austin's thigh before squeezing the muscle again. "I've seen every part of you, trust me. This isn't a big deal."

After a few moments of silence, Austin slowly turned his head to look at his father with a mixture of confusion and apprehension. "You're still my dad though. I'm sure most sons don't get hard when their dads touch them..." he muttered, eyes falling to his dad's chest instead of his eyes as his tail started wagging just a little from the compliments.

"Well, probably not, but..."

Ralph scooted forward to start rubbing Austin's chest, feeling the hard muscle of his pecs. "You are so much more than just my son...and it seems my star player just needs a little help. Just think of me as a helper...someone that wants to help you feel good, like when I massage your leg. We'll just do something you'd like that will make you comfortable, because it seems like you want me here with you during this."

Austin's eyes were still full of confusion, but he didn't move to push his dad off his chest, enjoying the sensation of that strong hand feeling up his muscles he'd worked so hard to build. "Why do you...wanna help me like that? I mean...I can jack off in my room instead, and you can go about your day and stuff," the younger dobie asked.

"Because...I've seen the way that you check me out in the shower, and I know that a little bit of help now can help performance later. Just lay on your chest again...but this time take off your shorts, and we'll start slow. Think of this just like the massage from before," Ralph said with a twinkle in his eyes as he started to take off his sweaty tank top.

"See? Now you can admire my muscles better, too," Ralph said with a grin as he flexed his biceps, his chest puffing out as he looked over his son with a mischievous twinkle in his eyes. God, his son was so hot sitting there all spellbound. He was so much better than that bratty dobie he'd fucked the other night. So much more handsome, muscular, and more talented. To be honest, Ralph was surprised his son was so shy...he had always been a horndog with all the porno mags and fleshlights he found tucked underneath his bed or inside his nightstand. Made him wonder where he got the money to afford all the toys anyway.

Gulping, Austin grabbed the hem of his own tanktop and dragged it up over his hard torso and over his head, tossing it to the floor to join his father's. He hesitated for just a moment before his hands moved down to his shorts and dragged them straight down, underwear and all in one fluid motion, exposing his hard cock to the man who sired him. Giving the older dobie a chance to take in the view, he gave it a few seconds before he laid down on the couch on his stomach. Looking over at his father a little uncertainly, his tail started to wag. He never could seem to get enough of ogling his huge hunk of a father, though he'd always figured he'd been discreet about it. Apparently not.

"Good boy," Ralph quietly cooed, his heart beating in his chest as he moved forward to straddle his son. His hard cock, now pushing out of his relatively tiny shorts in comparison to the huge member they strained to contain, rubbed in between Austin's perky cheeks.

The wagging tail brushed up against his melon-sized balls and sent a shiver up Ralph's spine. Austin was such a hot specimen of masculinity, a doberman of pure muscle and athletic ability, yet trimmed down to perfection, and Ralph felt a tinge of jealousy when his hands started to graze across Austin's naked back and down towards his rump.

Grabbing the warming ointment, Ralph gave a liberal squirt to his paw before rubbing them together and starting to sensually rub it across Austin's glutes and up towards his shoulder blades before heading back down again. He made sure each muscle was accounted for and got a nice helping of lubricant-turned-ointment. When his hand went between his son's inner thighs, the small, quiet, and embarrassed groan that left Austin's lips made him chuckle. His paw was right near his son's sizable balls, and Ralph could not help but speculate what was hiding in between Austin's muscular ass cheeks.

Austin's pleading eyes looked back at his father, the mounting lust evident in his gaze. "How's it look back there, Pops?" he asked with a shy grin on his lips, tail wagging above his muscled ass. He was in heaven, the warming sensation paired with the strong hands massaging him was everything his aching body could have asked for, but the best part was definitely that it was his father who was the one doing it, the very man whose DNA helped create him.

Ralph dug into his son's shoulder blades, Austin's tail practically rubbing against his balls and cock as he got out a knot in the tight muscle. Ralph leaned down to nibble on his son's ear playfully before he replied, "Everything is looking good. Really good, actually, if I do say so myself. Mind if I get comfortable too?"

Ralph already had hooked his thumbs in his shorts and his jock and threatened to pull them down below his hips while his own docked tail started to wag a bit at the thought of his naked body on top of his son's. It was a wonderful thought; one that went straight from the irrational part of his mind down to his cock. Ralph wondered how the topical cream would feel on his body without his clothes and how Austin's muscles would feel against him. After all, he did at least provide 50% of the DNA found in his son. Why couldn't he grope him every once in a while?

"Heh, well, I'm already naked, and I've been feeling you grinding on my ass these last few minutes, so you might as well, Dad," Austin snickered, wiggling his ass underneath his father's body to tease the older canine.

"Oh, bad dog," Ralph groaned out as he got up off his son. "Thank god, because my shorts were getting a bit restrictive." He pulled off his cut-off shorts and neon orange jock before discarding them to the side. The musclebound, thickly-built dobie had an equally girthy, tapered cock. It was at least fifteen inches long, and the balls that were underneath wobbled with each movement that the older canine made as he went back to straddling his son and sliding his cock right in between Austin's thick asscheeks once again. The ointment that was there acted perfectly as lubricant and mixed well with his leaking pre as he went back to work on Austin.

"I gotta say, you filled out so well, son," Ralph said affectionately as his hand gracefully moved from just above Austin's rump to moving back down to grope it and then sliding back up again. He slapped his son's ass, the hit reverberating around the room openly. "How about you turn around, so I can get your front side next?"

"And you just called ME a bad dog," Austin laughed as he squirmed underneath his dad's heavy body and slowly turned himself around, blushing brightly once he realized his own cock was now sandwiched between his father's cheeks, and the heat coming off the older doberman's ass alone was immense. "Surprised you even hired Tim to be the trainer for the team, since these paws of yours are magic, Dad," he groaned as his father's paws came down on him once more.

"Heh, well I appreciate that. He may have professionalism, but I certainly have the...enthusiasm!" Ralph said with a smirk as he started to rub across Austin's pecs. They were pillow-like in nature; the muscle yielding to the touch, and if Ralph had no willpower whatsoever, he would smother his muzzle in between them and give them the tongue bath they deserved. But alas, he just let them go, but not without giving a couple pinches to Austin's nipples with his thumb and index finger. He watched Austin closely, a small smile across his face as he saw his son shiver and shake underneath him, and he felt Austin's cock throb between his broad ass cheeks.

"Ahhh, does someone like their nipples played with?" Ralph asked with a teasing smirk as he gave the nubs a couple more pinches. "Oooo, it's kinda fun watching you squirm a little bit. Feels like punishment for not squatting low enough on the bench, doesn't it?" Ralph had a mischievous grin on his face, his tongue sticking out. Truth be told, the fact that Austin was his son wasn't bothering him in the slightest anymore. There was no hesitation as he played with Austin's body and felt the younger doberman's cock nestled snugly between his cheeks. It's where his cock belonged.

The younger canine couldn't have possibly burned any more fiercely in his cheeks as his father teased his nipples. "H-hey, that's not fair! I've been a good boy," Austin pouted, trying to appear playful despite the embarrassment on his face. In truth, it was driving him absolutely wild in the best of ways, and despite his own experience in bed, he'd never had a guy play with his nipples like this. Apparently, he was discovering some new things about himself tonight along with this new experience of naked massages with his father.

"You've been SUCH a good boy," Ralph said with a chuckle as he moved his hands away from Austin's nipples. It was almost painful to do so; his moans were so cute and sexy. God, this was so wrong, but Ralph knew deep down that this is where his son belonged; under him and under his control. "But there are always things to work on."

Sensually, Ralph made his way down towards his son's pelvis. His hand grazed around Austin's hips before finally making it to Austin's balls. He gave the two low-hanging orbs a grope before shifting his weight up off of Austin and then gently coming back down, rolling his hips so his cock was right up against the younger doberman's. "But I think you have been good enough to receive a treat. Do you want a treat from Daddy?"

Ralph didn't know where the dominance came from, but he didn't care. The moment was so hot between them that the air was beginning to warm up just from their bodies being in constant contact with one another. Wrapping a paw around his cock and Austin's, the older doberman grinned.

Whimpering and nodding eagerly when the paw wrapped around their dicks, Austin replied, "Please, Daddy! I want your treat," he begged, his body squirming underneath his father as pleasure tingled in his crotch just from the paw wrapped around his length. While part of him was trying to scream about how wrong this was, the majority of the younger dog's brain was completely on board with what was happening between him and his own father, and his cock was definitely on board, judging from the bead of precum leaking from his tip despite the lack of actual stimulation on the older man's part.

"Good boy," Ralph cooed nonchalantly, reaching down to grab the bottle of ointment at the foot of the couch and popping it open. Spreading it around their lengths, the older doberman started to jerk off their two cocks in unison. The squelching that came from them was enough to confirm to Ralph that the ointment would serve just fine for what was coming next. Up and down his hands went along with the wonderful warming sensation that it provided.

"You like Daddy's meat, son? Do you want to be inside your Daddy and make him feel good? You can fill up your Daddy, and he can cum on you, too. You'll be a really good boy then," Ralph grunted lewdly as he jerked off their cocks simultaneously. "Want to cum inside your Daddy, pup?"

Austin knew exactly how pathetic his whimper sounded after hearing those incredibly sexy words, but his cock jumped at the very idea. "I want to cum inside you, Daddy, but I want you to cum inside me too!" he replied softly, ears pinned back on his head. "I want you to make me yours, Dad," the young dog added before letting out a strained moan of pleasure when his father's thumb teased the head of his dick during one of the passes over both of their cocks.

"Heh, I wouldn't want it any other way," Ralph grunted as he got up off of his son. It was unceremonious and lewd, barely giving Austin any warning as he lined himself up. The words that his son used mixed with his body language was enough for him. His asshole was ready. From the flip fuck the other night, he figured he could take his stud son's thick cock. Squatting just above Austin's member, Ralph watched closely as he started to descend down onto the pup.

It was perfect; when the head popped in so easily, Austin's face said everything. The more sank down onto the member, the more he groaned out himself. Austin's cock was spectacular and hit in just the right areas. The spire of canine cock filled him up and pounded him right open. It was marvelous to watch the younger dobie bite his lip with each inch that disappeared inside him.

"NNnnngh, fuck, Dad!" Austin moaned loudly as he sank deeper inside his father's surprisingly tight ass, the nerve endings in his cock firing off like he was a teenager and this was his first time having sex as pleasure shot through his body and radiated through him. If someone had told him this morning that he'd have six of his twelve inches of dick buried inside his dad's ass later that day, he'd have called them crazy, but now that his wildest fantasy was coming true? This was crazy, no doubt about it, but he'd never felt anything before that felt THIS right.

Austin's claws flexed as his hands landed on his father's thighs, the nails pressing into the firm muscles there just a little harder with each inch that sank into the older dobie.

"Down, down, down....," Ralph said in a deep, low, and soothing voice as he descended further and further until finally his ass kissed right up against Austin's hips. He rolled them slightly, feeling Austin's balls right up against his muscular ass, and the mixture of pain from the claws digging in made him growl out in satisfaction. "Ugh....fuck. You feel so good inside me, son. You gonna fuck daddy hard and fast? Because if you don't...I'll make sure to do the leg work."

The glare that he gave down at his son was playful, but at the same point there was a hidden challenge in his voice. He wanted his son to show him how he bred and prove how much of a stud he was. Austin's footlong cock plunged into him told Ralph that he might be biting off a bit more than he could chew, but he was ready. Fuck, he wanted him so bad. He looked so hot down below him and whimpering like that.

"Not sure how well my leg will hold up, but fuck yeah I wanna, Dad!" Austin grinned, thrusting his hips up just a bit to prod right into his father's prostate with the tapered tip of his canine cock. The pleasured gasp that came out of the older dobie made the younger dog grin even more widely with amusement. "If I didn't know any better, I'd almost think my dad's a bottom," he teased.

"Keep talking like that, and I'll just have to fuck you extra hard," Ralph said with a grunt before placing a hand on one of Austin's pecs to stablilze himself. "Mmm, god you feel so good. And I'm not a bottom! Totally a switch. I've seen the dildos you pack in your closet. You are one naughty fucker with your ribbed dragon...whatever it is! Kinda hot to think about you stuffing your ass full with it."

Starting to roll his hips into a rhythm, Ralph began to do the leg work of riding his son. Each movement of his body sent that tapered tip somewhere deep inside of him, and Ralph couldn't help but groan out with each hilt back up into him. His son's cock was so good at hitting him in the right places, and fuck if it wasn't hot thinking about how much pre was filling his ass right then.

Austin's balls slapped against his ass over and over and each new movement of his hips produced a wonderful squelching sound to signal that Austin was digging through the depths of his ass. The musk that filled the room was manly and thick, and Ralph felt his orgasm already fast approaching. Luckily, he had a little bit of edging experience.

Not to be outdone, the young canine gripped his dad's ass and delivered a quick thrust up inside of the older man, punching right into his prostate hard and fast, followed by pulling him down on it to start a series of quick, shallow thrusts into the tight ass, teasing him with his length before plunging it all deep inside him over and over again. "I may love big dildos, but I know I'm gonna....aaaah....love that big dick of yours in me more than any toy, Dad!"

"OH! OH...fuck," Ralph groaned out as his knot began to show itself out of his sheath. The large bulb of flesh was huge, intimidating, and very hard. It was just like the person it was attached to. "Fuck, just imagining sinking into your ass....knotting you so deep. Oh fuck, son. I'm about to cum. Do you want Daddy's cum on ya?" Giving a series of loud moans with each thrust into him, Ralph found himself teetering at the edge of his orgasm. His balls were ready to burst, and his cock leaked down onto Austin's chest to give a nice trail of jizz straight up to his cock.

Austin grinned, sitting up on the couch but keeping up his thrusts, one hand braced on the cushions for the time being. "I have a better idea," he said mischievously, watching his dad's face scrunch with pleasure from his impending orgasm. Once the older dog started to howl and signal his climax, Austin leaned in as far as he could and took the first six inches or so of his father's cock into his mouth, immediately getting the back of his maw blasted with the first ropes of warm doberman cum.

"Oh damn....drink up, puppy," Ralph moaned as he put a hand on the back of Austin's head and thrust forward ever so slightly to make sure each jet of thick, hot cum made it right into Austin's maw and down his throat. "That's such a good boy. God, your cock feels so good that it made me pump out my load right into your maw." Using his glutes to squeeze harder around Austin's member, Ralph noticed he did not have a similar creamy and messy feeling right up inside of him. As wonderful as it would have felt to have his son cumming in him, Ralph knew that knot would never let him go, and perhaps even their little switch fest might not be able to happen.

"Such a smart pup," Ralph said as he rubbed his son's head affectionately. "God, I can't wait to knot you and pump you so full."

The younger dog cocked his head. "Don't you want me to finish inside you still? I'm close, but I'm just not quite there yet," he chuckled. "Damn stamina. I blame my hard-ass of a coach and his hard ass," Austin winked, playfully swatting his dad's ass once he'd licked his lips clean and swallowed every last drop of the sweet nectar which had created him.

Giving a bit of a whimper as he looked between his legs to see his leaking cock still hard and up and the air, Ralph gave a pouty look to Austin and said, "Would you....mind still cumming in me, stud? I'll pay it forward and knot you so hard that you'll see stars after!" Ralph's tail started to wag, and he felt like a young pup again as he leaned forward to nuzzle up against Austin. The younger stud was so deep inside his dad that even though Ralph was leaning forward, Austin's member was still buried deep inside of his father.

"I want your load in me so bad, it's crazy! I want to ride you like a bronco, stud."

Ralph started to speed up his movements again, using his momentum to slowly begin to build up a rhythm. The couch started to creak, and the leather reeked of sweat and cum. It was a wonderful symphony of sexual taboo, and yet it all felt so very right.

Austin reclined back on the couch with his hands behind his head, moaning loudly as his father's ass worked him better than anyone's ever had before. The highlight in his mind, however, was the image he was busy burning into his brain forever of his hunky, musclebound father bouncing on his cock like a man possessed. Those huge muscles flexed with each bounce, sweat pouring down his father's thick chest and dripping down onto Austin, and the younger dog knew he was just seconds away from blowing his load harder than he ever had in his life. "D-dad, I'm close!" he moaned.

"Grrrr, hell yeah! Fill me up, stud. Cum in your daddy! Make me feel your load gush into me and fill up my guts. Give....me....everything!"

The bossy bottom of a coach punctuated his statement with three hard drops down onto Austin's pelvis before starting to grind down against Austin's growing knot. It was so tempting to just drop down onto the bulb and let it enter him so he could truly get a full knotting, but at the same time, there would be plenty of time later for that. This was only step one of the fucking that the two would do from this point forward. Ralph was already mentally preparing timeslots where he could catch his son after working out or in the locker room, or....fuck....whereever! He just wanted the thick footlong inside of him again already. It felt so good to please his son and make him happy, so much so that Ralph's tongue practically rolled out of his muzzle.

With a loud howl of ecstasy, Austin reached up and clawed at his dad's ass as his balls tensed up and unleashed his orgasm deep inside that bouncing muscular ass, flooding his father's guts with his virile young doberman cum. Rope after rope of warm, musky seed pumped out of his cock as he tried to resist the urge to knot his father's ass, hot as he knew that would be. "FFUUUUUUUUUCK!" he shouted, seeing stars as Austin felt his balls pumping everything they had inside of the tight hole.

Ralph leaned back, using his hands to keep himself upright on the couch as he felt rope after rope of cum enter into his guts and flood them, thick shot after thick shot which would have undoubtedly knocked up a female. Ralph thanked his lucky stars that his son was gay, because if he wasn't, he would probably gotten SOMEONE pregnant by now. The thought was quick, but then as Ralph looked down, he swore his stomach had a slight roundness to it. The pain from Austin's claws at his backside was small in comparison to the amount of pleasure, and the doberman grinned down at his son while flexing his cheeks to make sure that each and every drop of precious cum was shot up inside him.

"Fuck, you flooded daddy's guts there, stud," Ralph chuckled as he leaned forward and nuzzled up against his son. He felt the need to kiss him, make out with the man who just came so much into him, but instead just kept his mouth close by as he panted warm, hot air against Austin's cheek. "God, I am going to ruin this couch BECAUSE you didn't knot me."

Ralph laughed out and licked across Austin's cheek before moving back up into an upright position. "Whew, god....such a fantastic lay. You ready to feel THIS up in you?"

Wiggling his hips, which in turn wobbled his thick cock out in front of his son, Ralph grinned. "Because I can't wait to fill up your pretty little ass. We can take a break though, of course. Easily the best sex ever..."

"Hmmm..." Austin thought out loud. "Well, after a fuck like that, I can't really feel my legs anymore, which is a plus, so perhaps we should strike while the iron's hot, huh? Oooor, maybe we could..." he cleared his throat, looking up at his father with a little bit of an embarrassed expression that didn't make any sense considering what they'd just done. "Would it be too weird if we made out a bit first?" the younger canine asked sheepishly.

"Awwww, come here, son," Ralph said with a fatherly coo as he leaned forward to push his hard cock right between their abs and licked up Austin's neck. "Of course we can. Just relax." The two shared a passionate, hot, and taboo kiss. Their lips smacked together audibly, and Ralph moaned into it as he felt Ausin's soft lips up against his. Deep down, Ralph knew this was horribly wrong. If his neighbors caught him doing this, he would be ousted by just about everyone he knew, but the amount of passion that had exploded between them was undeniable.

Rolling his hips against his son, Ralph groaned into the kiss needfully. The pop of Austin's cock popping out of his hole and the squelching of warm cum getting pushed out of it was music to Ralph's ears as he still continued kissing his son. The pleasure was almost too much against his cock, and he had to momentarily stop rubbing against Austin for fear of emptying his balls way too early all over his son.

"What's wrong, Dad?" Austin asked, ears perking up when he felt his father stop grinding against him. He didn't want the kiss to end, but he momentarily worried that he'd maybe done something wrong, or perhaps he'd used too much tongue. "Did I do something weird?"

"No, no! You are totally fine, stud. You are just gonna make Daddy cum early," Ralph said with a grin as he leaned back forward and continued making out with his son. As he was sticking his tongue into his son's mouth, he grabbed Austin's ankles, lifted his son's legs up, and leveraged his weight to push them back towards his head. His cock head was somewhat lined up with the young stud's hole and teased the outside. "I don't know how long I am going to last, Austin. You are just so hot. I want to breed you so deep. Want Daddy's jizz deep in ya?"

The younger doberman snickered and gave his dad a salacious grin. "Dad, I've been dreaming of this moment since I was old enough to get my first hardon, and I've definitely jacked off to thoughts of this countless times, so yeah, I think I just MIGHT want you to pump my ass so full of your cum that I'm coughing it up into our kiss," he replied with a lewd lick of his lips for effect. "I wanna see all those sexy muscles of yours in action as you ravage your son's ass!"

Austin was practically panting with need as he spoke, his cock rock hard and leaking precum despite having came not all that long ago. His eyes looked needfully into his father's identical eyes, and in that moment he knew that he wanted this more than anything else in the world. He craved his father's cock more than his lungs craved air, a lewd thought that only served to work him up even further. "Please, Dad...fuck me," Austin whimpered lustfully.

"As you wish," Ralph practically growled as he shoved his cock in all the way up to the knot in one movement. The older doberman growled lustfully, his body shaking at the pleasure that wracked up his spine. It was so wonderful; the tight warmth of his son's ass squeezing around his cock while his balls were almost right up against his son's upturned rump. Ralph's canines showed as he leaned forward, staring into his son's eyes and watching Austin's face. The younger doberman was in heaven. Austin's eyes practically fluttered as he was filled to the brim, and Ralph started to thrust almost immediately.

The smell of sex was already strong in the room, and no amount of lavender or scented aerosols would be able to permeate deep enough to get the mixture of sweat, cum, and dobie dick out of the couch. It would be a constant reminder of what they were doing on the leather sofa as the two practically ravaged each other. Ralph leaned forward once again and started to make out with Austin. His tongue battered against the younger doberman's as if looking for purchase. Ralph wanted to dominate his son in every way he could.

His son was melted against the couch, moaning loudly into the deep, passionate kiss with his father as that cock rearranged his insides with every deep thrust of those powerful hips. Hands that had helped him up when he fell now had Austin's shoulders pinned to the couch as the man who sired him fucked him with an intensity one might expect from someone plowing a cheap whore. Despite the roughness, there was a passion there between them, and Austin had zero issues with being used like a slut. If he was to be a whore, he'd want to be his father's whore.

Whimpering, Austin tried to reach up to grab onto his father's arms, but Ralph's powerful paws slid down over his son's biceps to pin his arms down more securely. He was at the older dog's mercy, and he wanted the pup to see who was truly in charge here.

"Down, boy," Ralph said after pulling away from the kiss and giving a menacing growl. "You are mine and mine alone, you understand?" Ralph dove back into the kiss, using his teeth to grip his son's lower lip light before letting it snap back into place and then invading him with his tongue again. Ralph's hips moved mechanically, like his body was a vessel made to fuck. Again and again, his hips slapped hard and fast against his son's own. The knot started to expand and tried to force its way into his son's now not-so-tight hole.

Ralph balls were pendulous, the melon sized orbs wobbling between the older doberman's legs and reminding his son of what was about to be shot right up his hole. Austin's hole was his to use, and fuck if he wasn't going to shoot right up into it. He wanted to give his son everything. Whatever hesitation he had before was gone; he was going to breed his son's muscular ass, if he had any say in the matter, and fill it up to the brim.

"You ready for Daddy's cum, boy?" Ralph groaned out as he pushed his knot harder against Austin's hole. "You ready to feel Daddy's seed inside of your tight ass?"

"KNOT ME, DADDY!" Austin shouted in pleasure as he felt the knot teasing against his hole with every hip-shattering thrust of that fat cock deep inside of him. He was so focused on his father's face, he only just now noticed that if the light hit his abs just right, he was pretty sure he could see the faintest bulge of his father's cock trying to push through his stomach from within. "Knock me up, and make me your breeding bitch!" he begged, claws grasping at the couch and piercing the leather cushion as his balls felt like they were filling with a fire that was ready to explode at any moment.

"Good boy. Good breeding toy," Ralph groaned out as he pushed against Austin as hard as he could. The yell from his son was music to the older doberman's ears as the knot finally popped in. The howl that left Ralph's muzzle was one that spoke of their passions and was so loud that it rattled the walls and furniture.

The pop of the knot was satisfying, and Ralph's brain switched to something more primal as his cock throbbed hard twelve total times inside of his son. The gushes of cum were immense, and the first shot alone Austin could feel splash inside his guts. Up and up, Austin's belly started to inflate, gushes of cum bouncing against those perfect abs before there was another heavy shot.

"Grrrr....huff...fuuuuuck...."

Ralph continued rolling his hips, his tongue rolling out of his muzzle. The white-hot pleasure shooting through his body was magnified by the fact that, when Ralph looked down, his son looked like he was on cloud nine.

The younger dog felt so warm, so full of his father's essence that he could have died happily right then and there and have no regrets whatsoever, even though he hadn't hit his own orgasm yet. Austin flexed his hole around the huge knot wedged inside his ass, and that shifted his father's cock inside him just right, causing him to give a surprised yelp as his cock throbbed and jettisoned rope after rope of warm cum over his slightly rounded belly from the sudden prostate stimulation. He came violently, gritting his teeth and seeing stars as he painted himself with his own load before he couldn't take it anymore and let out his own howl of pleasure that rivaled his father's own.

By the time he was able to regain his composure enough to open his eyes and slump fully against the couch he was pinned to, Austin was a panting mess. "Holy shit, Dad..." he said with a lazy, content smile on his lips as he looked down at his faded abs. "Guess I'm going to have a little brother, huh?"

"Hah...hah.....heh," Ralph leaned forward, snuggling in between his son's clavicle and neck. "Yeah, guess you will, stud. By the way, my knot is going to be deflating in ya for a little bit. Hope you are comfortable." Grinning, Ralph licked his son's cheek before testing the knot and giving it a playful tug.

"Oooo, some resistance here. Gotta love that pull," Ralph commented lewdly. "Fuck, if you were a woman though...you would be having a litter." Ralph started to kiss his son passionately, sharing saliva for a quick moment before sticking his tongue right up into his son's muzzle dominantly once again. He pulled away after about a full minute of making out with his son and sharing only a small strand of saliva between their lips.

Austin licked the strand from between their lips and swallowed, oddly grateful for one more drop of his father's DNA inside of him. It was a weird, taboo, fucked up thing for a son to want, but he couldn't think of anyone else he'd rather be with. "So uh...do you think I'm ever gonna get a step-dad? Or do you think maybe we..." The younger dog cleared his throat, trying to find the words to say. "Maybe you and I can kinda...keep doing this?" he asked with obvious hope in his voice.

"Heh, if there ever is another step-dad, son he'll probably be wanting to fuck you too...if you are into that, but for now, we will keep continuing this. I want you...no, I've WANTED you for so long. It just took me a bit to realize it, and one kinky massage," Ralph said with a perverted smile on his face. "Mmm, I can't wait to see what other mischief we will get into. I want to keep you as mine forever. I'll make sure that we'll have more than just sex, though. I want to make up for some lost time between us."

Giving a soft kiss on Austin's cheek, Ralph blushed. "I just...really missed you while you were off at class."

Laughing softly and returning the kiss, except on the older dog's lips, Austin shook his head. "I've really been neglecting our father/son time, huh? Tell you what, how about I join you in bed tonight, and we can spend more quality time together before I have to get up for class in the morning?" he asked with a seductive purr in his voice as he reached up and lightly pressed his paws to his father's thick pecs, lightly massaging them. "I'll be sure to show my Daddy how grateful I am to have a father like him."

Ralph's knot throbbed inside of his son's tight hole, expanding it slightly and making a soft sigh escape the young stud's lips. "Mmm, I like the sound of that. I hope you are ready for some hardcore cuddling afterwords! And...how do you feel about a little help with that hot mouth of yours in the morning?" Ralph stuck out his tongue and wiggled his hips. His tail was wagging rapidly, and he nuzzled up against Austin's neck.

"As if you even have to ask," Austin chuckled. "Anything for you, Dad. Now...you know what else sounds really good? That dinner you made that's totally gone cold now while we were busy fucking," he grinned. "Wanna carry me over to the table? I'll sit in your lap and feed you, not like I have any other choice but to sit in your lap at the moment," he winked at the older doberman.

"Deal!" Ralph said excitedly, wrapping his arms gently around his son's back before lifting him up and walking him over into the kitchen. Although dinner might have been stunted a little bit with a hard problem lodged in his son, Ralph was very content sitting at the table as his son attempted to bring food into his open maw. The two contentedly ate their dinner, laughing and growing closer together...literally, since Ralph claimed his sweet son once again, this time in his bedroom.

They were going to have a fantastic season if Ralph had any say in it.