He looks down... knees weak. His throbbing load spread across his chin like a small tidal wave. Dylan's hands hover over the sticky concoction as his mind blanked. He felt a sudden urge to consume his fathers manly saliva. It tasted almost like a stale grapefruit. Logan, his father, smiles as Dylan forces down what he had fathomed prior. Logan was too tired to carry his thrust so Dylan took over as main driver. Dylan's mass was smaller but still did the job. He placed his thick slab slightly on Logan's thigh. He shrieked a little as he forced it closer... closer... clos- "UGH!".
It hurt as he expanded his tight garbage hole. Dylan forced it further and his father pressured out a moan. The heightening ecstasy of the push and pull of Dylan's mass was pleasing to say the least. Dylan growled like a tiger on his prey. The tug was faster and faster and faster and; Just like his daddy before him, he came. It drooped after his pulled it from his father's favourite place to play. Dylan uttered...
"DUNUN, DUNUN, DUNUN, DUN DUN, DUNUN, DUNUN, DUNUN, DU DU DUN DUN!"