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Nicholas gently lifted his hips and aligned his hole with his son's c0ck. The sensation of something hot and slippery against his moist anal opening was goosebump inducing.

"Hukgh, unghhh..."

"You're doing great, I can help you if you're having trouble."

"I can... I'll try, I mean..."

As much as he wanted to tell Logan to shut up, Nicholas couldn't stop himself from talking to people.

This is a pose that only humans can do, and my son speaks human language. Logan is a human. Not a monster.

Almost like a mantra, Nicholas kept reminding himself that his son was human and took in the tip of his penis. Something so thick it couldn't even be compared to his fingers as he pushed it in, slowly opening.

"Shhh... heukgh..."

A ragged gasp escaped as a tickling sensation spread from deep inside the middle-aged man. Hi Hole nibbled greedily at Logan's pheromone-soaked c0ck. Logan, who had been nonchalantly barking orders at his father as Nicholas squeezed his c0ck even more seductively than yesterday, grunted, the corners of his mouth twitching upward.

"That's hot...Dad."

Logan wasn't being particularly naughty or sarcastic. All he had to do was say the word "Dad" in the middle of penetration and Nicholas momentarily lost his grip and fell back on top of his son.

"NNNGHHH...!"

Nicholas' big, plump body shuddered. He had slid down and swallowed half of his son's nasty c0ck. His eyes widened as he felt the heavy thing rubbing hard against the soft, slick flesh.

The middle-aged man was horrified that he had slid over such a huge thing and still wasn't all the way inside, that he was still halfway there. He felt dizzy and lightheaded. Nicholas made a sound of pain and bucked his hips, trying to get a grip.

Logan blinked as his father needlessly ran a clammy, sweat-soaked hand over his chest. Now was the time to intervene. The sturdy firstborn grabbed both of his father's hips in his large, scaled hands.

"I shouldn't have let him do it alone."

It was a son's job to help his father when he's in trouble. So Logan grabbed Nicholas' peachy ass and pushed down with all his might. The force opened the thick flesh where it had been clenched and clawed, allowing the monster's c0ck to slide all the way in.

"Hnggghhhhhh...!"

Nicholas let out a sound that bordered on a howl, shame forgotten. His lower stomach stretched. It felt as if all the strength had been drained from his body. He tried to move his bent fingers, unable to straighten, but all they could do was twitch and rattle intermittently.

"It's really tight... Can you move it?"

Logan breathed calmly, even though he felt like he was going to melt the moment he had his entire c0ck inside the smooth inner wall. Instead of forcibly grabbing Nicholas by the waist and humping him until his entrance was crushed, the boy gave him time to get used to the penetration. He could feel his c0ck under the skin of his father's stomach. He kept his voice calm, but he couldn't hide the gleam of pleasure in his eyes.

Nicholas sobbed and shuddered. Unable to answer his son's question if he could move, he gasped for air. After some time passed and the heat in his stomach subsided, he could barely lift his head from his son's cool chest. Logan's firm chest, covered with tiny blue scales, was soaked with Nicholas' sweat and tears.

"If it's hard for you, we can do this for a while."

Logan said in a low voice as he rubbed Nicholas' back. The tall middle-aged man looked so small, hunched over, unable to swallow his saliva properly.

Nicholas was a respectable family man, even though he didn't have a cushy job with a high level of social contribution. Despite the hard work he put in day in and day out, he never showed any signs of struggle; in fact, he took it for granted that he had everything under control. Logan loved his father for that.

But here he was, pierced by nothing but flesh, crying and vulnerable. Logan looked up and took in the sight of his father sprawled across his chest. He could see his light brown, curly hair, matted with sweat.

Was the shaky feeling Logan felt now sadness that his father, who had been so strong, had broken down? Or was it a sense of accomplishment that he had broken a strong man and finally gotten him to open up to him?

Maybe both, maybe neither. As guilty and troubled as Nicholas was, Logan had mixed feelings about his father. One thing was clear: Logan's father was the most loving man in the world.

"Hang in there, you'll feel better soon..."

"It's hard..."

Logan smiled secretly as he heard his father say out loud what he was unconsciously thinking. He liked the fact that the man who never seemed to have a hard time with anything was actually saying it out loud. It was as if Logan had finally earned his father's trust, so that he felt comfortable sharing his innermost thoughts with the boy.

What if this feeling of fullness was an illusion when he was so close to his father, leaving no space between them?

Logan's shy smile quickly turned into a twisted grin. His monster hands slid upward, cupping and caressing the thick, heated flesh of Nicholas' hip, lifting the plump body upward. It was unimaginable with human strength, but as a monster, lifting his father's body was not difficult at all.

"Heukgh...!"

"Let me help you."

Logan lifted and gently lowered his father's body, adjusting his strength so that he could slowly insert himself instead of just plunging his c0ck in. After two or three such strokes, he could feel the tense body relax in his grasp.

"Haah... aah, mmnh..."

Nicholas let out breath after breath, still unable to center himself, still clinging to his son's hand. He felt dizzy with each thrust as the monster's penis expanded inside him, squeezing his sensitive spot.

"Ahhh... ugh... Nnghhhh, that's weird, Logan... ahhhhh!"

Along with the dizziness, an erotic sensation spread through the middle of the middle-aged man's body. A sensation that made his limbs stiffen again. A sensation that was too addictive to resist. Nicholas called out his son's name, his hips bucking involuntarily in the pursuit of pleasure.

"Can you move on your own now?"

Logan asked without removing his hands from his father's waist, showing him how to slowly sway his hips over his body.

The sight of his father's face contorted, chest bulging, and sweaty, glistening body looking up from below was the best. Never in his life had Logan thought he would be so aroused for a middle-aged man with a large body, but Nicholas looked so lascivious.

"Ssshhh...that...ah...!"

Nicholas moaned, arching his back. His son's was indeed, overwhelmingly large. The slightest movement of his body, or even the slightest breath of air, filled his stomach mercilessly.

When the middle-aged man took a deep breath to try to control his ragged breathing, it only sent tingling sensations through his body, sending goosebumps up and down his spine. The deeply etched muscles of his inner thighs, his well-heated abs, twitched in time to his breathing.

His son waited patiently until Nicholas shifted slightly to meet his expectations. The middle-aged man tried not to reject the eerie sensations, but to embrace them. The more he got used to his son's penis, the easier it was to move his body, but at the same time, the more he moved, the more the pleasure grew.
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