Jeff bit and chewed at his father's dewy brown nipple, working the chewable wad between his larger teeth. When Mike finally let him let go, Jeff rested his head on his hairy, pillowy pecs, "You imagined me as a Dogboy, didn't you, but you haven't taken advantage of any of those features you gave me, Daddy." Jeff's sensitive canine cock slid against his hunky leather daddy's thick veiny, pierced manhood.
Mike tugged at the boy's leash, making him yip beneath the older hunk's mass, "You're walking a fine line here, pup. Don't forget who is in charge here." The feeling of his son squirming beneath him reminded him of that. It reminded him that he had complete control over the dog boy and his future. "What are you trying to say now. Speak!" His gruff order made Jeff leak precum onto his Daddy.
Jeff swallowed and spoke softly, chastened but turned on by his father's display, "You gave me this puppy prick, Daddy, I think you want to use it." The buff daddy stood and tugged Jeff up by his leash. Without a word and with very little effort, Mike dragged Jeff over to his bed. He pushed the puppy down on the rarely used sheets and held him down with one hand around his throat.
The other hand wrapped firmly around Jeff's slippery red prick, "So you think you can trick me into letting you put this cock inside me?" Mike let a vicious smile crawl over his face, "Oh you are definitely my son." He leaned down and ran his tongue over the pointed head, a little surprised at how watery the precum was.