Father-Son Bonding
Starry Tale loved his father. As in, he really loved his father. Many ponies would say too much. Yes, he loved him that way. Seriously, his old man was actually really hot. Despite being in his late 30s, he looked forever 21, and he had a rump to absolutely die for. And the fact that he was openly bisexual and single since his divorce was just enough to keep Starry's hope alive and painfully present.
Starry knew quite well that most ponies found incest revolting, but there was nothing he could do to change his feelings. Nopony, not even himself, could convince him that his feelings were anything other than what they were. Eventually, after years of emotional struggling, he had just given up on trying to convince himself and decided to make do, living with the certainty that his feelings would never be reciprocated.
Little did he know that his father had secretly had similar desires toward him for years. He had not been above stealing sidelong glances any chance he had gotten during Starry's foalhood. A glimpse of his rump as he walked out the door to leave for school; "accidentally" walking in on him taking a bath that one time. But he had always hated himself for it. It was immoral and illegal and Starry's mother would never forgive him if she found out. Not that he thought it would ever happen, of course.
Starry knocked on the door to his father's house in the Canterlot suburbs and waited. A couple seconds later, the door was opened by a lithe and muscular blue unicorn with a yellow mane and two drumsticks for a cutie mark; Starry's father, Smooth Beats.
"Hey, shorty," he said. "Come on in." Starry walked in, looking around at the house, spotless as always.
"You know I've been an inch taller than you since I was a teenager," said Starry, setting his saddlebag on the couch and sitting down next to it.
"Yeah, but I say it ironically now," chuckled his father. "I'm gonna go ahead and fire up the grill. How many burgers you want?"
"Three, please. You know me, Mr. Bottomless Stomach." His dad laughed.
"Alright. Three hayburgers comin' up." He went outside and moved toward the grill, and Starry saw him through the windows lifting the lid with his beige magical aura. This was his chance.
Starry grabbed his saddlebag and went into the guest room. He laid on the bed, reached into the saddlebag, and pulled out a dildo that he had brought. He had known that his father was going to be busy grilling, and had planned accordingly.
He spit into his hoof and rubbed it along the dildo to wet it. He then bent down and put his face to the mattress, lifting his rump in the air as if presenting himself to an invisible stallion. One stallion in particular came to his mind, as often happened during his frequent masturbation sessions. He used his magic to lift the dildo up to his ass and massaged it with the tip, moaning quietly.
"Oh, that feels good." He rubbed it up and down, then gradually started working it in. He moaned as it parted his anal walls and spread his hind legs involuntarily, inviting the imaginary projection of his father to go deeper.
He worked the dildo inside him, quickly bottoming out and reaching the base. The silicone balls bumped against his cheeks, and he simply sat there for a moment, reveling in the feeling of fullness. He then pulled it out until only the tip was inside, then shoved it roughly back in, causing a bolt of pleasure to go up his body and a quiet, effeminate moan to escape his lips.
"Oh, fuck your little boy, Daddy." Starry put his head on the bed and bent it forward, and when he opened his eyes, he saw between his legs an upside-down image of his father standing in the doorway looking shocked. He had obviously completely missed the sound of the opening door.
"Dad!" Starry immediately turned over into a defensive position on his back and covered himself in a futile attempt to hide his throbbing shame. The dildo popped out of his ass at some point during the fray but he was too focused on the dire situation at hoof to worry about the sudden, uncomfortable feeling of emptiness in his rear. "I-I-I can explain!" He paused nervously. "How long have you been standing there?"
"Long enough," said Smooth Beats. "So you... like me like that?" He appeared conflicted, clearly not knowing what emotion to feel at this new development. Starry struggled for a moment before breaking into tears.
"Yes, I like you that way, alright?!" Starry rested his forelegs on his knees and hung his head, covering his face. "Just send me to therapy for my Electra complex and be done with it!" His father walked over and sat down on the bed next to him.
"I never figured that you liked me... that way. But now that I think about it, it kinda makes sense. What with all the sidelong glances and frequent long hugs."
"Leave me alone," said Starry sadly. Secretly, he wanted his father to stay, but he could not bring himself to ask. What would he think of him? He was scared to death he would say no.
"Look, it'll be okay. I promise." Smooth extended his foreleg and wrapped Starry in a hug. Starry jumped and barely held back a gasp. His father hardly ever touched anypony like that. He looked up and saw his father draping one hoof around his shoulders comfortingly and sitting close.
Very close.
At first, Starry rejected his father's embrace, fearing the older stallion's judgement. But eventually, he moved into the hug and fell against his dad's chest, tears coming to his eyes and wetting Smooth's coat. He pulled back and saw that he had left small stains in the fur.
"I'm sorry," he said, wiping his tears. "You probably think I'm a pervert or something." Smooth leaned in further.
"No, it's okay. I don't think that." Starry looked up at him.
"Y-You don't?"
"No, not at all. Actually, I've kind of... had fantasies about you, too." There was a tense pause between them.
"Was that a joke? Because if it was, it's not funny."
"No, I'm serious. You're not the only one."
It was then that he suddenly noticed how close his dad's face was to his own. Their muzzles were inches apart and he could feel the older stallion's breath wash over his fur. The closeness made him feel weightless, as if he were floating off the bed. Starry leaned in more closely and Smooth did the same until they were practically touching noses. He pushed forward just a bit more and they finally locked lips in a passionate kiss.
Starry drew in an excited breath, inhaling the scent of his dad's mouth. The remains of his breakfast were still detectable on his breath—sweet-smelling grass and oats. He felt as if his body was lifted off the bed. He closed his eyes and wrapped his forehooves around Smooth Beats, pulling him closer.
He moaned into Smooth's mouth and he could feel his erection returning. His father broke the kiss and panted, trying to catch his breath.
"Somepony's eager," he said. In response, Starry twisted onto his back, laying back on the bed and pulling the stallion on top of him. His father towered over him, and he felt a rush of excitement from the older stallion pressing him into the wall behind the bed. Smooth's own member was growing at this point, and Starry felt it poke his belly. It gave him an odd jolt of pleasure, probably simply from the knowledge that his father was getting hard because of him.
Smooth's penis was a bit larger than average, about 9 inches long and an inch and a half in diameter. It was a deep black, providing a strong contrast with his sky blue coat, and the pillar of meat throbbed regularly with his heartbeat. As they kissed, it laid down parallel with Starry's member, slightly less thick but just as long.
Starry squirmed and twisted onto his front, trying to get into a position to be penetrated. He knew what was coming and he wanted it. He kept his head turned back so he could keep the contact between their lips.
Smooth broke the kiss and moved his muzzle to his son's rump. He briefly hesitated before sticking out his tongue and running it up Starry's perineum and over his hole. Starry groaned in pleasure, a stray bit of drool falling out of his mouth. His father concentrated more on his hole, licking and slurping. He wrapped his lips around the slightly protruding ring and wriggled his tongue inside, drawing an exceptionally long, effeminate moan.
"You like that, son?" asked his father.
"Yeah, that feels good," he breathed in response. Smooth wrapped his left hoof around Starry's back and hugged tightly, drawing yet another squeak of pleasure, and his right hoof grabbed his son's penis, stroking it gently. He worked in and out, fucking Starry's ass with his tongue. He worked it around and around the inside, letting it catch on every bump and ridge.
Starry's body was overwhelmed with sensations and he could feel the pre practically flowing from the tip of his cock. He was already feeling close to his climax, and he had not even been penetrated.
Smooth sucked harder on his son's ring and started to let out lewd slurping sounds. He continued to stroke Starry's cock, squeezing harder near the base. He moaned lightly into Starry's ass, the vibration sending pleasurable tremors throughout his body.
Suddenly, with a wet slurp, Smooth removed his lips from Starry's hole. He then moved up along the younger stallion's body and leaned over him. His shaft moved between Starry's legs, rubbing against his balls. He leaned down and put his head next to Starry's, whispering in his ear.
"Are you sure this is what you want?" he asked.
"Yes," Starry whined. "Please. I've wanted this for so long. I want you inside me." His father pulled his hips back and then thrust forward, rubbing his shaft between Starry's cheeks. Then he pulled back again, and this time he lifted a hoof and guided it to the entrance, the tip poking against the now well-lubed opening. He pushed forward, pressing against Starry's anus, and after some struggling the mushroom-shaped head finally popped in, drawing a very fillyish moan.
"Ooh," said Smooth, "you like that?"
"Yeah," said Starry. Smooth's cock pushed forward, spreading Starry's anal walls like an icebreaker. The thick rod stretched his ring around it, sending a wave of warmth over his body and making him groan in pleasure. The medial ring then passed his sphincter, giving an ever-so-slight increase in the stretching feeling. Finally, his father hilted inside him, pushing him down into the bed with one hoof.
"Shit," said Smooth Beats as he pushed forward, "I didn't think you'd be so tight!"
"Only 'cause you're so big," said Starry smugly.
"Daddy's boy." Those words he had wanted to hear from his father for so long sent shivers down his spine and made his cock twitch, dripping more precum on the sheets.
"Ooh, yeah. I like that."
"What? Being called a daddy's boy?" Starry gasped as Smooth pulled out, leaving a tingle in Starry's cock and a terrible emptiness in his gut. He then thrust back in roughly, punctuating it with his speech.
"You like that, little Daddy's boy?" he grunted. His thrust sent a bolt of pleasure through Starry and forced out another noise.
"Anh! Yes!"
"You're really noisy, you know that?" asked Smooth sultrily.
"Only 'cause you're so good," Starry replied.
"Daddy's boy," his father said again with another strong thrust and a smug grin.
"Oh, Celestia." Starry clenched his cheeks around the shaft inside him, reveling in the sensations. He was moving closer to the edge, the intensity slowly building inside him.
"You like my cock in your ass?" His father pumped in and out, steadily speeding up. His rock-hard, dripping cock was begging for attention, but he was too occupied with the pleasure coming from behind to take care if it himself. His hooves gripped the pillow as he moaned like a little filly into the soft cotton.
"Yeah, Daddy, give it to me!" he moaned, his voice muffled slightly by the fabric. At this point his ass was being pounded harder than it had ever been before, his father's balls slapping loudly, pleasurably, and repeatedly against his own. His own member was bobbing around wildly as well, leaving wet spots wherever it brushed the sheets.
"Oh, I'm gettin' close," Starry said. He finally reached down and grabbed his erection with his hoof and he gasped at the sudden pressure on his groin. Despite the feverishness of events, he forced himself to stroke it slowly, drawing out the feeling. But as time went on, he abandoned the slow gentleness for rough jerking. It combined with the pleasure from his anal pounding to produce a symphony of sexual pleasure, composed from the two stallions' moans.
"I'm so close! Fuck me harder, Dad!" Smooth complied, speeding up his thrusts as Starry jerked himself off. He pushed himself further and further until he could take it no longer. "Aw, Celestia, I'm gonna shoot! Yes!" Smooth hilted and stopped his thrusting, leaving Starry feeling full to bursting with dick as he came.
He tipped over the edge into orgasmic bliss and shot his load, spraying white, gooey cream all over the sheets. He spewed several more shots, less and less powerfully and more infrequently, until the last bits dribbled out of the tip of his cock. As he ejaculated, his anal muscles clamped down on his father's shaft, drawing a low groan.
"Aw, fuck, your ass feels so good," he said as he pulled out and resumed a steady thrusting. "You been usin' it often?"
"You know it," Starry panted.
"Quite the slut, aren't you?" Smooth said as he once again picked up the pace.
"Only for you. Call me your slut."
"Yeah, you're Daddy's little slut, aren't you? You like your dad's cock?"
"Uh-huh," said Starry, barely able to build cohesive sentences anymore. What words he could form were punctuated regularly by loud grunts as his father's fucking drove him into the mattress.
"You want to be my little bitch, don't you, Star?"
"Fuck yeah."
"Moan for me, babe. Tell me how much you love your old man's cock."
"I love it, Dad. I love your cock so much."
"You like bein' your Daddy's little fucktoy?"
"Yeah, Daddy, I love it so much." Smooth's thrusting was becoming faster and more erratic now and Starry leaned back, pressing into his father's embrace.
"Oh, I'm gonna cum, Star," the stallion grunted. His thrusting sped up even more until he was pounding like a jackhammer.
"Inside me, Daddy!" Starry pleaded. "Cum in my ass!"
"Oh shit, I'm gonna cum!" His father gave one last powerful thrust and hilted inside, his cock head flaring and tightly plugging Starry's passage as he shot a thick rope of hot cream deep into his colon. His virile balls emptied their contents into his son's rectum, shooting ropes of cum deep into his gut. Starry clenched his muscles, milking Smooth for all he was worth; he felt like a faucet of cum had been turned on inside of him, and he never wanted to turn it off.
He reached behind him and gripped his father's shoulders, squeezing him as the stallion pumped his hungry ass full of hot spunk. After a few seconds the shots came more slowly, eventually stopping as Starry pushed back into his father's welcoming forelegs. He turned his head and brought in Smooth for a kiss, parting his lips as they each shoved their tongue down the other's throat.
"You got a nice ass, Star," said Smooth when they broke the kiss.
"And you have a nice cock, Dad," he replied with a smile. Smooth retracted his hips and slowly pulled out, eventually tugging the tip of his member free. It pulled out of Starry's hole with a wet pop, causing him to groan at the terrible emptiness. He then rolled over onto his side, and he could feel his father's thick seed sloshing around inside his abdomen as he twisted. His coat got matted as he moved, becoming coated in the sticky white residue from his earlier orgasm. Smooth laid down beside him, laying a hoof over his side and running it lovingly down his back and over his rump, giving it a firm squeeze and earning a cute squeak.
"That was awesome, Star."
"Yeah," said Starry dreamily, not quite believing what had just happened.
"Hey, listen, bud," said Smooth after a moment, "don't tell your mom, okay?"
"Are you crazy? Why would I do that?" His dad sighed.
"Good point." A moment of silence passed between them before Starry broke it.
"I love you, Dad." They kissed passionately once more and when he broke away, Smooth answered.
"I love you too, son."