“Dad?”

“What is it, Elias?”

“Are you gonna make coffee?”

Rutger tapped the counter with his claws. He didn’t think his son would be awake this early.

“Uh. Yeah. Um. Can you not come into the…”

It was too late. Elias strolled into the kitchen. His eyes widened as he gazed upon the nude body of his father.

“Shit, Dad. I didn’t know you weren’t dressed yet.”

“To be fair, I didn’t think you’d be up this early.”

“You always come out here naked?”

The big bear scratched his hip as he faced towards the kitchen counter. “Son, that’s none of your business. Now, go into your room while I go get my robe.”

“Nah, that’s cool, Dad. I don’t care if I see you in just your fur.”

Rutger grunted once. He was feeling uncomfortable already.

“Actually, I’m gonna go nude, too.” The young bear started to pull down his boxer briefs.

“Elias, no. Um. This isn’t…”

“Isn’t what, Dad? Normal? Whatever. Mom’s away this weekend and we can just hang out however we want.” The young bear wriggled out of his undies and let them fall to the floor.

Rutger couldn’t take his eyes off of his son’s testicles. They were so much more plump than his low-hangers.

“What’cha lookin’ at, Dad?” Elias had a big grin on his maw. “You’ve seen these in the changing room at the gym lotsa times. I see ya stealin’ a look every now and then.”

Rutger could feel his ears go hot with embarrassment. He had. Many times.

“Wanna touch ‘em?”

The big bear looked down at the floor. He could feel himself grow inside his sheath.

“What’s the matter, Dad? Don’t wanna check out your son’s equipment? It’s right here for ya to grope. I know you wanna do it.”

“Fuck, Elias. This isn’t right. What the hell’s gotten into your head today?”

“What the hell’s gotten in your head? All you do at the gym is stare at my crotch. At first, I was squicked out. Like, what the fuck, man? After a while, I just got used to it. Last night, it was all I could think about. I cranked one out thinking about how much you like lookin’ at my junk. If that isn’t fucking twisted, I don’t know what else is.”

Rutger cleared his throat. He couldn’t believe any of this was happening.

“I’m doing you a favour. Touch ‘em. Get it outta yer system. Get it outta our systems.” Elias gripped the base of his balls and shook them. Rutger grunted as he felt the taut flesh of his erection slide out of his sheath.

The young bear stepped closer to the counter. He could see his father had grown erect.

“Something tells me you really, really wanna touch ‘em, Dad.”

Rutger extended a shaking paw. He drew it closer and closer until he could feel Elias’ heat on his pawpads.

“There we go,” Elias smirked. “Get a nice grip on those fuzzy coconuts of mine.”

The big bear opened his paw and cupped his son’s scrotum. It felt warm and firm. He could sense how large his gonads were inside. He knew Elias was gonna be a father someday. Maybe even sire multiple cubs. What woman wouldn’t want to breed with such a virile young bear?

“This is… wrong.”

Elias grunted. “Fuck. I don’t care if it's wrong. All I wanna do is make you proud, Dad. Proud of how your kid is all grown up now. Show you some appreciation for raising me.”

Rutger was breathing heavily now. He could feel how thick his son’s sheath was as it draped over his thumb.

“Yeah. Keep rubbing them. They’re gonna bring ya grandcubs some day.”

“Gawds, you’re twisted, Elias.”

“Maybe so, but you’re the one fondling your son’s balls.”

“Fuuuck.”

“You’ve got a nice pair, too. I’ve been checking you out lately, too. Always nice to see where I came from.” Elias growled low as he reached down and gripped his father’s testicles in his meaty paw.

The big bear noticed that his son was becoming hard. Rutger loosened his grip on his son’s balls. Elias got on his knees in front of the counter and gave his father’s shaft a generous lick.

“Yeah. You taste better than I thought you would, Dad.”

“Elias… we have to stop.”

“Why? Nothing wrong with this. We both got needs. Let’s help each other out.” The young bear wrapped his maw around Rutger’s meat and suckled on it.

“Mmmph. Fuck,” Rutger grunted as he felt his son’s tongue go to work. Elias reached around and pulled on his father’s nutsack, causing him to shudder at the sensation.

“C’mon, Dad. Gimme some of that seed that made me.” Rutger looked down and watched as his son stroked his own meat while he sucked him off. This could take a while, he thought. He always lasted a long time. He took a sip of his coffee and tried to make sense of what was happening.

“Mmm. You like that, Dad. You like my tongue, don’t you?”

Rutger nodded quickly. He did.

Elias kept hungrily looking up at his father as he pleasured him. Rutger could almost get used to this, he thought. It was starting to feel less and less weird. He put a big paw on top of Elias’s backwards baseball cap and stroked his son’s ears. He could also feel himself getting close. The big bear started to move his hips forward and back as his erection slid along his son’s massive and aggressive tongue.

Rutger grunted as he came. Elias greedily swallowed every bit of his father’s ejaculate. He pulled his head back and gripped the still-taut flesh of Rutger’s penis.

“Fuck, Dad. That was so fucking hot.”

The big bear could only stare down at Elias, unsure of what to say in that bizarre moment. Rutger blinked at his son’s paw, which was coated in his own seed. He didn’t notice he had cum.

“Round two in my bed?” Elias growled hungrily.

Rutger shook his head.

“Okay. Your bed, then?”

Rutger sighed as Elias loosened his grip on his penis. Slowly, he started to pad towards the stairs. He wondered just what the hell he was doing. This was beyond messed up.

“Fuck yeah,” Elias snarled, following him upstairs.