On a cloudy afternoon, tires were treading against loose gravel as a dark green forester started pulling into a foliated driveway in a hillside of West Virginia. The end of the path led to a lovely log cabin with all the looks of outdoor comfort. The vehicle made its way to the two-door garage that had a 4x4 pickup parked right in front of the door to the left. Once the dark green vehicle parked in front of the right side by the truck a silvery white fox that stood about 5'6 with a pretty feminine physique stepped out looking around the property making sure he was in the right place.

"This looks like the place, and I know that pick up from anywhere." Kristopher scratched the back of his head while the sound of an axe was making contact with a block of sturdy wood caught his attention.

"Well, I don't have to guess who that is." Kristopher shut the door to his vehicle and started walking around the garage to the backyard. The fox made his way around the corner and laid his eyes upon a muscular six-foot middle-aged tod that had orange cinnamon fur coloration and was wearing a classic red flannel dress shirt that had the long sleeves cut off exposing his well-toned arms he almost looked like your stereotypical lumberjack. Kristopher made his way to the fox that sired him thirty years ago.

"Glad to see you're still kicking old man!" Kristopher smirked as he crossed his arms while watching his dad jolt back in surprise.

"Wha- What? Kristopher! You caught me off guard boy! Come here and give your old man a hug!" Kristopher made his way to his dad while he propped the axe up by the tree stump. They both made their way to each other with arms wide open until they wrapped around one another in a tight loving hug.

"Glad to see your still six feet above Albert." Kristopher joked while holding on to his dad who was pretty sweaty from cutting wood.

"Haha! That's my line bucko! What brings you to these part of the woods?" Albert let go of his son while eyeing his appearance noticing just how much he's grown.

"Well I'm the HR for a construction company that just set up shop around the area, and they offered me a raise if I transferred here due to not having any promising candidates for the position. I remember your address when you sent me a birthday card last year, so I just had to come and see how you were holding up after these past few years." Kristopher sniffed the air smelling his father's spicy cedar musk that rubbed off on his fur when they hugged. He remembered the pleasant scent of his father that made him feel at home.

"That's awesome! Smart move on their part cause we do have quite a few logging places around here. Your old man has been holding up pretty good and enjoying his retirement for quite a while. Its been quiet around here for some time but knowing you'll be around here will make it little more enjoyable." Albert smiled while scratching the back of his head.

"Yea, the company figured it would help them save big on transportation costs. I'm glad to hear you're enjoying your retirement! You got to retire quite early cause you were always such a workaholic. I hate seeing you're alone out here I wish you had some neighbors to talk to, but this is pretty off the grid." Kristopher started looking around taking in all the glory of what mother nature had on display. The abundance of evergreens surrounded the property that stood ever so tall making the enclosure pretty small, but this was as great as the great outdoors could get.

"You know your old man always loved the great outdoors. I wanted to enjoy the last of my days where I feel at peace. My childhood dream has always been to live out in the woods and experience what mother nature had to provide." Albert started to notice the sky begin to get dark and soon he remembered that there was storm blowing in from the east.

"Hey, bucko can you help your old man with the firewood before that storm starts rolling in. I managed to get enough firewood for the weekend. There's a wheel barrel right beside the wood chip pile over there." Albert began piling up the freshly split firewood.

"Oh yeah sure thing! I heard that storm on the radio while I was on the way here, and its suppose to be a pretty good one." Kristopher mentioned while making his way over to the wheel barrel. Once he got there, he noticed the chip pile was nothing but cedar chips which smelled wondrous, so he ended up grabbing a pawful and putting them in his pocket for later use. Albert watched his son roll up with the wheel barrel and then started tossing in the firewood while his son helped.

"Don't mind me asking but were you stopping by for a casual visit cause if you need a place to stay the night I have an extra room for you. I would hate for you to drive in this nasty weather that's about to get here." Albert finished putting the last bit of the firewood in the wheel barrel while hoping that he would say yes.

"I was looking for houses around here to buy but the hotel is pretty far away so if you wouldn't mind having the company I would be more than glad to stay. I'll probably stay for the weekend, to be honest, I think we have some catching up to do!" Kristopher said with excitement. His father took over the wheel barrel while he followed him to the back of the porch.

"Splendid! There's quite a bit to do around here actually! I got a boat further downhill by the river that I use to go fishing with; it also gets me to some hard to reach camping spots. There's a place I go to that's on a hillside with an open area that gives such a fantastic view of the countryside. I usually go there in the mornings and in the afternoons to watch the sunrises and sunsets. The view of the stars is pretty breathtaking at night you can see most of the Milkyway due to there hardly being any light radiation around here. It really is something to experience, but I get to look at it every day which I find to be a blessing." Albert started to blush once he realized he started getting carried away. Kristopher smiled knowing his father was pretty happy having someone to talk to.

"Wow, dad that sounds pretty astonishing actually!" You definitely have to take me there while I'm here!" Kristopher noticed his father was passionate about the outdoors, but he started giggling a little watching him get carried away. The young adult fox was already enjoying the time here with his dad. The firewood soon started tumbling out of the wheel barrel as his father began dumping it out right beside the back door.

"I Absolutely will! Hopefully, the storm will clear overnight so we'll get up early in the morning head over there. Do you need help getting your stuff inside? I'll show you around the place once we get in the cabin." Albert wiped his brow while recovering from rolling the full wheel barrel up the hill.

"I got quite a bit of stuff with me if you don't mind at all." Kristopher began leading the way to his vehicle while his dad followed.

"By all means the more, the merrier! I got the room for it after all!" Albert said with a hearty laugh. Kristopher joined in the laughter as he opened the back of his forester eyeing the six suitcases that were neatly stacked beside each other. He grabbed the first two and handed them to Albert right after doing so he reached for the other two and started following his father to the cabin. Albert opened the front door and held it open so his son could go in first.

"Th... Thanks, dad. Glad to see you still have manners haha!" Kristopher blushed a little after walking inside.

"Well, you learned from the best!" Albert remarked. He smiled watching his son set his suitcases down looking around the cabin in awe.

"Dad I don't think this is considered a cabin I think this is along the lines of a lodge!" Kristopher declared in astonishment while looking around the place not realizing it was way more spacious on the inside than it seemed from looking at it from the outside. Albert walked beside his snapping him out his trance.

"Hey, bucko follow me this way to the bedroom that you'll be staying at I'll show you around once we get you settled in." Kristopher shook his head and picked up his suitcases then started following his father down a set of stairs that were off to the left of the entrance that spiraled downward to the bottom.
 
"Whoa, this place has a basement?" Kristopher was well impressed with how everything was designed and built.

"Yea my room is also down here cause it's below ground level which I like due to it staying cool down here all year round." Albert reached the bottom and flipped a light switch that illuminated the rest of the basement and soon after that his son entered the basement right behind him. Kristopher kept following his dad down a hallway that started to the right of the stairs coming down, and he counted two doors to the right and one to the left but at the end of the hallway was what seemed like the master bedroom. They took the one to the left which ended up being the guest room.

"Here we are! My room is at the end, and the door to the left across the hall is the bathroom the one on the right is the laundry room. Well, make yourself at home down here while I grab your other two suitcases." Albert made his way back up the stairs while his son started looking around. The bedroom had a lovely queen sized bed with an oak frame that rested against the center of the back wall. Two nightstands were on each side of the bed that had custom made antler lamps that rested on top. A lovely well-crafted cedar dresser sat beside the entrance of the room, but upon closer inspection, the sides were engraved with an outdoor scene of evergreens with a wolf running through the timber. The sound of the stairs could be heard creaking as Albert made his back down.

"Hey dad where did you get all this furniture at?" Kristopher asked still looking at the dresser in astonishment.

"Oh, I built all of it. This whole cabin I made after I bought the land. I created a blueprint for the cabin years ago. It was something I wanted me and your mother to share together, but you know how that went." Alberts expression changed as he started to space out looking at the floor lost in thought. Kristopher looked over at his dad noticed the statement struck a couple of heartfelt strings.

"Dad... I can't believe you were this talented! You built all of this? I knew you liked woodworking but not on such a professional scale! I'm still trying to wrap my noggin around all this. I know you would put some guys down at the shop to shame with how well you crafted this dresser with such grace! With it being cedar I see a ton of people that would pay a pretty penny for something like this. I would die for something like this cause putting your clothes in this would give it such a natural fragrance which I love." Kristopher looked over at his dad who had a massive smile going across his maw enjoying the compliments of his handy work. It was good to know that there was someone who knew a bit about the craft and appreciated it for what it was.

"Th... Thank you, Kristopher, I never really had anyone to share this with but I'm glad it's someone I know who also just happens to appreciates the craft for what it is." Albert tossed the last two suitcases on top of the bed and looked at his watch noticing it was almost five in the afternoon.

"It's getting close to dinner time, so I'll let you get situated while I go upstairs and cook up some dinner. I hope you don't mind steak with steamed veggies and a baked potato. I know that you're not a picky eater if I can recall." Albert began making his way to the door putting his paw on the door frame looking back at his son waiting for his response.

"Golly dad this lodge sure does serve some high-class food," Kristopher smirked as his dad started laughing in response.

"Haha be sure to leave a nice tip for the porter while you're at it! When you get situated come upstairs, or you can relax down here if you want but I'll let you know when dinner is ready if you decide to do so." Albert started trailing his way back up the stairs once again. Kristopher began laughing hearing his dad mumble about getting a days workout walking up and down these things.

"I better unpack and get everything ready for the weekend." Kristopher thought to himself while rummaging through all of his belongings. All of his suitcases contained clothes that were pretty feminine, but there was a reason for that. Kristopher was not your standard male tod that was born with male genitalia to be exact he was born with a canine-like vagina of that of a vixen. Over the course of his life, he didn't mind being referred to as "he" when it came to the terminology of his situation. The more he got older his mind still felt like that of a male tod, but Kristopher was a daddies kit for sure. Once Kristopher hit sexual maturity, he always preferred tods over vixens.

"That ought to be the last of it!" Kristopher stated as he put the last bit his panties inside the cedar drawer. He looked around and noticed a door in the room which Kristopher walked over to and opened it revealing a walk-in closet that was pretty big containing a custom-built shoe cubby made out of pine. Kristopher then looked up and saw a pinewood shelf that went around the inside of the closet with horseshoes that were cut in half and screwed underneath the shelf making it so you could hang your clothes. Five minutes went by while Kristopher was enjoying the creative mind of his father, he walked out and started moving his suitcases inside. Putting the last case in the closet, he closed the door and began making his way back upstairs smelling the pleasant aroma of steak filling up the pinewood cabin. Once upstairs the young adult made his way to the kitchen counter that was in the center that had barstools that were custom made by his dad which had barbed wire engravings around the seat. 

"You weren't kidding about crafting everything! I saw the closet and was really impressed with the shoe cubby and shelf rack with the horseshoes." Kristopher began sitting up on one the barstools watching his father shake the cast iron skillet around with the sound of a steak sizzling on top of the hot iron. 

"Thanks, bucko Its amazing what you can come up with when you have all the time in the world to do stuff like that. I'm finishing up my steak, and I'll have your plate over there sitting on the table here in a minute. Do you want anything to drink while I finish up? Albert began turning off his gas stove while putting his cast iron skillet on the unlit burner next to it.

"Sure I'll have a beer kind bartender!" Kristopher chuckled at his answer while his dad joined in. A swift motion of using his carving fork to transfer his steak on the plate while heading towards the refrigerator to grab a couple of refreshing beverages for the both of them. Kristopher hopped off the barstool and made his way around the counter to help with setting up the final touches of their meal.

"Here dad let me grab the plates while you get the refreshments." Kristopher grabbed both the plates and made his way towards the table that was just past the kitchen bar counter as his dad followed suit. Kristopher sat his dad's dish on one end while he placed his on the opposite end right across from his father. Albert set the adult beverage beside his son's plate while he made his way to his side of the table. They both sat down and gazed upon the delicious looking meal placed before them. Albert looked up at son and chuckled at the expression on his son's face watching his tongue lick the side of his maw which was drooling in anticipation. 

"Hey, Kristopher I would like to say something before we eat." Albert put his silverware down and cleared his throat.

"I'm sorry for not checking on you as a parent should. I had a lot going on in my life, and I didn't know how to handle it properly. You're the only one that I had some form of contact with once your mother and I split up. I haven't heard anything out of Kristen or Jeremy for quite some time. I completely understand if they didn't want to have anything to do with me and I don't blame them either. Your mother and I should've got a divorce a long time ago, but I didn't want to leave you kits behind so I thought to put our differences aside so I could make sure you guys would be ok, but it just ended up changing who we were and made us miserable. I never got a chance to say I'm sorry or explain myself to you guys I just felt like a failure of a parent and getting up and leaving after you all left was the coward thing to do. I've made peace with myself by being out here alone so no one would have to deal with me or think about me. I know this all so sudden and out of nowhere, but I couldn't hold it in anymore." Albert's eyes began to tear up as his composure started to dwindle thinking about everything at once. 

"..." Kristopher got up from his seat and walked over to his father who was trying to hold it all together but years of being alone finally caught up with him as it started breaking him down. Kristopher stood beside his father and as he looked up at his son an audible slap echoed throughout the cabin. Albert was dumbfounded at the sudden slap and taken by surprise right after being raddled. A pair of arms wrapped around his shoulders as his son buried his face against his neck.

"Dad you did everything a father was supposed to do! You put clothes on our backs and made sure we had a roof over our heads! We never went to bed hungry or fell asleep cold! We all managed to go through school because you put us through it! Mom did her fair share as well! You provided for us and did what you thought was right cause you loved us unconditionally! When I was a kit, I never took into consideration that you were a kit once that went through a rough start so wanting your kits to have a better childhood than what you had is not wrong, but in the end, you didn't have to lose yourself along the way! I'm standing here before you alive and well is enough proof to say that you succeeded in being a father! I know Kristen and Jeremy are doing fine I always keep tabs on them through furbook. Don't ever think that everything you did was all for nothing! I never want to see you like this ever again ok dad..." Kristopher held on to his father a little longer letting him process everything for a little bit. Tears managed to make way their way down with the sounds of a sniffle here and there. Soon the silence in the air finally broke.

"Dinners getting cold bucko..." Albert mumbled clearing his throat feeling his son loosening his arms around his shoulders. They both soon made eye contact, and Kristopher ran his paw alongside his fathers face wiping away a single tear that was making its way down his cheek.

"You're a mess you know that?" Kristopher kept his paw alongside his father's face while wiping down his matted fur from the barrage of tears. Soon his father put his paw over his and closed his eyes while enjoying the touch.

"Thanks, son I never knew how much I needed to hear that. I'm so proud that you're able to see so much more in others than they do. I love you, Krissy." Albert finally was able to compose himself after feeling years of regret lift off his shoulders. Kristopher's cheeks turned red after hearing that name again.

"Oh, dad you know I don't like being called that," Kristopher remarked. 

"You loved that name when you were a kit." Albert started ruffling the top of his head.

"We need to eat up and get ready for bed cause we need to get up early in the morning. You can finish showing me around tomorrow alright?" Kristopher watched his father nod in agreement after doing so he then let go of his father's cheek and started back to the other end of the table. The atmosphere was enjoyable again as both of the foxes began to chow down and soon conversations about current events in their lives and the plans for the future filled the ambiance of the cabin. Once the plates were cleaned off, Albert stood up and grabbed the dishes and proceeded to put them in the sink.

"How about I wash the dishes while you go shower ok?" Albert started cleaning up the aftermath of his cooking.

"Oh, yea thanks! I'll try to be out in a jiffy!" Kristopher stated while jumping up from his seat and then made his way back down into the basement. The bathroom light switched on as Kristopher made his way inside shutting the door behind him. A stream of water started to run through the showerhead into the bathtub. Kristopher's paw reached out to touch the water which he pulled back real fast from the cold shock. After the shower began running, he proceeded to undress while waiting for it to warm up. His paws started working on taking his pants and shirt off, he looked in the mirror and noticed his black cotton panties were damp.

"When did I get so worked up?" Kristopher started to reflect on what got him going. He reflected for a moment and remembered back when he hugged his sweaty dad. The smell of his father's musk still resided on his fur, and as he took another whiff, the cotton fabric soon started dripping with his fluids on to the floor. The musky fragrance of a mature tod was beginning to take its toll on his body. His paw made its way down to an itch that started making itself more known and needed to be scratched. Three fingers began to brush over his fabric covered mound while adding a little more pressure with each passing brush. Steam filled the room and started fogging up the bathroom mirror as the foxes legs began to tremble with pleasure. Kristopher made his way over to the toilet and sat down on the edge of the seat while continuously ravaging his swollen canine mound. A steady string of his arousal started making contact with the bathroom floor once again with the heavy sounds of breathing that was inhaling the sweet musky scent of his father's musk that began to entwine with the smell of his fluids. The puddle on the floor started getting larger and larger as his steady stream of feminine juices began pouring through his panties like a faucet. One final deep inhale through his canine nose finally sent him over the edge while the images of his father's muscular figure flashed through his mind.

"DA... DADDY!" Kristopher yelled in orgasmic bliss as his middle finger pushed in as deep as it could, but the thoroughly drenched fabric of his panties stopped him from going any deeper. The sounds of orgasmic juices splashing onto the floor were staying consistent as he continued riding out the most intense orgasm the vixen-like tod has ever had. After a few seconds passed his steady stream of fluids finally came to a halt. Footsteps pounded the floor from upstairs as it made its way downstairs.

"Are you ok Krissy!" Albert cried in panic making his way to the bathroom door.

"Ye... Yea! I didn't realize there wasn't a towel in here my bad! I'm already in the shower so could you go grab me one please?" Kristopher stood up and pulled off his dripping wet panties while hopping his way towards the shower trying not slip in his juices.

"Don't yell like that you almost gave your old man a heart attack! Sorry for calling you Krissy again but I'll be right back with a towel for you!" Albert replied while making his way into the master bedroom.

"Its okay I don't mind it anymore!" Kristopher began lathering his body with some lavender shampoo and conditioner trying to scrub his fur thoroughly making sure he cleaned off the musky smell of his father. The thought of what just happened stayed in his mind even though he loved the experience of flashing images of his father, but that was the problem it was his father.

"Hey, bucko I got your towel sitting on the doorknob so if you need anything else I'll be in my room just let me know when you're done so I can hop in and get washed up!" Albert made his way back inside his bedroom closing the door.
 
"Thanks, dad will do!" Kristopher shouted back to his father as he finished rinsing himself from all the shampoo and conditioner. The water from the shower head died down coming to a complete stop as Kristopher was turning the knob to shut it off. He Watched where stepping while making his way to the bathroom door which he quickly opened and shut while grabbing the towel in one swift motion. The large bath towel became damp as it started collecting water from his soaked fur. After a few minutes of drying himself off, he grabbed his shirt and started using it to clean up the pretty big mess on the floor. With the last few swipes of finishing up, he threw his soaked dirty clothes in empty clothes hamper that sat against the wall across the bathroom sink.

"I better throw those in the washer in the morning," Kristopher mumbled to himself while making his way out of the bathroom with the large bath towel wrapped around his body covering himself up. Shutting the door behind him, he looked down the hallway and remembered his dad was waiting for him.

"I'm out dad I'll be in the bedroom getting ready for bed!" Kristopher shouted while walking inside the guestroom.

"Thanks, bucko I'll stop by once I finish up!" Albert got fully undressed and grabbed a bath towel heading out into the hallway. Once he walked into the steamy bathroom, he hung his towel on the rack that sat over the clothes hamper and when he did a familiar scent began to drift across his nose. The source of the smell led his eyes into the clothes hamper seeing a black pair of wet panties with a drenched yellow shirt and blue jeans. His sheath swelled as his canine member made its presence known by poking out exposing the glistening red tip. The smell was making him squirm from not smelling the scent of a vixen in heat for years. A sharp thought came across his mind realizing his son was in heat!

"The doctors said there was a slim chance that Kristopher would be able to go into heat. Why now?" Albert thought to himself as he felt a trail of precum go down his sheath and started dripping off his mature hefty ballsack. His head looked down at his throbbing sheath while his left paw instinctively started pulling his sheath back fulling exposing his canine member dripping with pent-up need. A dirty thought crossed his mind as his head looked back into the clothes hamper seeing the wet pair of Kristopher's panties on display. He reached down without hesitation pulled them out putting it up to his face giving them a good glance and just like that his nose-dived right into the dripping wet undies taking in the beautiful scent of his son.

"So sweet," Albert mumbled as his legs shook and soon the smell brought him to his knees. The pair of drenched panties laid over his snout while he crawled his way to the bathtub so he could have something to hold on to while he indulged himself. Both paws gripped on top of the tub as he sat up straight on his knees. The tip of his canine member shot a string of precum against the shiny white tub. His thoughts became dirtier as he pulled off the pair of undies and laid it across the tip of his member feeling the wet warmth wrap around and cover up almost half of his shaft. The thought of knowing his son's wet fertile pussy was where the tip of his canine cock was driving him wild!

"I'm gonna cum," Albert whispered to himself getting lost in his son's scent and his dirty thoughts. His tongue ran over the top of his nose tasting the vaginal juices of his boy which made his eyes roll to the back of his head sending him over the edge. 

"Krissy..." Albert muttered while moaning as the first shot of mature kit batter shot through Kristopher's panties onto the side of the tub joining in with the precum. His teeth were clenched together grunting as rope after rope of his seed went through the fabric as he continuously painted the side of the bathtub. Soon after the intense orgasm, the faint sound of dripping seed echoed within the bathroom. Alberts canine member was starting to recede into his sheath and with how soaked the panties were they ended up getting pulled into his sheath with his member. Albert chuckled at the sight of the wild display of his sheath consuming the panties that were no longer in view but resided inside.

"I know you're hungry for more buddy, but I gotta wash those." Albert thought to himself as he reached down poking a finger inside of his sheath fishing out the cum soaked undies. Once he had a good grip, he began pulling his son's panties out of his sheath slowly while enjoying the unfamiliar feeling and while he continued pulling them out Albert noticed his seed coated every ounce of the black fabric almost turning it completely white. He finally pulled it out and tossed it back into the clothes hamper making sure to take note to throw them into the washer once he finished taking a shower.

"I better clean up this mess and wash up." Albert grabbed the extra washcloths under the sink and began wiping up the impressive amount of seed he spilled. Alberts thoughts were starting to conflict with himself feeling wrong about what he just did but at the same time made him feel like a naughty young tod again. After accepting what happened, he finished up with his mess and proceeded to jump into the shower to wash the activities from today off his well-toned body.

"Why is it puffier than normal? I... Must be going into heat? Did the scent of my dad trigger something?" Kristopher questioned while staring at his enflamed canine mound. The effects of his vixen hormones were not as intense than they should've been due to his condition. The thought on the matter shook away from his mind once he put on his plain purple nightgown. After preparing for the night, Kristopher made his way over to the bed and began to crawl onto it lifting his legs up so he could pull the blankets over his body slowly settling in for the night.

"Better go see how Kristopher is fairing." Albert thought as he dumped the pile of their dirty laundry into the washing machine. The washer came to life with a push of a button, and after doing so, he made his way out of the laundry room. Kristopher looked over towards the sound of a turning doorknob.

"Hey, bucko how are you settling in?" Albert asked opening up the door looking at his son.

"I'm pretty settled in thanks for asking. I don't mind you calling me Krissy anymore I think its starting to grow on me." Kristopher replied as he looked off to the side trying to keep from blushing but failed miserably.

"Haha you know you'll always be daddies little kit." Albert chuckled while making his way over to the bed. His smile grew seeing his son get a little flustered at the statement.

"I never left you alone when I was a kit if I remember," Kristopher recalled as he looked up at his father that was standing beside the bed.

"You always would cling to my legs and never let go. I always hated working late cause I missed the feeling of you trying to swing off my arms when I came home." Albert began to space out looking at the bed enjoying the flood of memories that he had with Kristopher. A paw reached out and grabbed ahold of Alberts which brought him back from his wandering thoughts.

"Hey now don't forget who's here with you now." Kristopher saw his dad look back over at him giving a sincere smile in return. Kristopher guided his father's paw alongside his cheek holding it in place while he enjoyed the warmth as he closed his eyes. Albert turned his paw over and started running his fingers against his son's face.

"You always loved holding my paw before going to bed. You would snuggle into my aim like it some stuffed animal." Albert enjoyed the cute embrace of his son but realized the scent of his son's heat became more apparent in the room.

"It's getting late honey I'll come and wake you up in the morning if the storms clear out." Albert moved in and kissed his son on the top of his head.

"Love you, daddy," Kristopher said while giving a loving peck on his father's paw.

"Love you too Krissy," Albert replied making his way towards the door.

"If you need anything I'll be right down the hall," Albert stated giving one last look at his son for the night.

"Thanks, dad I will," Kristopher replied before pulling the blankets up to his chin. The pair of eyes looked up and down his father's toned figure like eye candy. Albert was only wearing a tight pair of brown briefs. The door began to close, and the pair of eyes caught a glimpse of a shiny red canine tip poking up past the waistband. The sight burned into his mind making his nethers twitch of what it desired so much. Kristopher began to squirm as the dirty thoughts of his father returned once again seeing his father in a different light.

"I... Have to try and go to sleep," he thought to himself while pushing the images out of his head. After a couple more minutes his mind began to drift off into sleep.

"Geez, I gotta calm down," Albert whispered to himself as he rolled over in his bed ignoring the tension in his briefs. He pushed out the thoughts of taking his son right then and there, but he luckily he managed to hold his composure and calmed back down. The sounds of the storm became known later in the night as the thunder roared through the skies down on to the ground shaking the foundation of the cabin. Lightning struck one of the pine trees, and the crackling explosion of thunder followed right after sturring one of the sleeping residents. Kristopher jumped up out of bed utterly terrified of the sound.

"Come on Kristopher it's just thunder it's not like you've had a phobia of it all your life that you STILL haven't gotten over," Kristopher mumbled to himself while trying to keep level-headed. The sound of a light switch clicked with no response.

"Oh great the power is out as well! Keep cool Kristopher you're just in a cabin out in the middle of nowhere... in the dark... with no power." Kristopher thought while he began to lose his cool. Another crack of lightning struck close by the cabin as the sounds of howling winds continued outside, but the thunder that came right after struck loudly nearby which was the final straw for Kristopher.

"DAAAD!" Kristopher screamed while trying to the find the doorknob in the pitch black. Albert jumped out of bed and grabbed his flashlight by the nightstand and bolted out the door heading to the guestroom.

"Calm down Krissy daddies coming!" Albert yelled opening up the door shining his flashlight in the room looking inside for Kristopher but didn't seem to find him right off the bat. Albert walked into the room shining his flashlight around looking only to see his son sitting in the corner curled up into a ball with his face shoved between his knees and his arms wrapped around his legs trying to hide his face.

"Daddies here honey calm down ok? I forgot you were always scared of thunder." Albert softly spoke while watching his son stand up and rush to him wrapping himself around his father's arm gripping it tightly. Albert chuckled a little seeing his grown son who still had a fear of thunder for his age.

"I... I didn't mean to scream like that it was just the power was out, and I started to panic." Kristopher stated while calming down knowing his father was here now.

"It's ok Krissy, a lot of foxes are scared of thunder it's just natural to us I even worry sometimes when a storm comes in," Albert reassured feeling his son start to relax a little. Another roar of thunder rumbled throughout the cabin making Kristopher tense up again.

"You're not going to be able to sleep tonight, are you?" Albert declared while watching Kristopher look up at him with teary eyes as he nodded and seeing that was pulling at his heartstrings.

"If you want you can sleep with me tonight if that'll help." Alberts' voice rang inside his son's head which made feel at ease once more after hearing his father say that. Albert didn't have to know his response and wrapped his free arm around Kristopher while leading the way back to his bedroom. Once inside Albert guided his son over to his bed and sat him down while he made his way over to the other side of the bed and lifted the covers as he began crawling back in the blanket. Kristopher heard a rumble of thunder that made him jump up towards his father who braced for impact like old times I guess you can call it muscle memory from all the times he did it as a kit.

"Calm down Krissy remember I'm still here. Let me get you situated honey," Albert reassured his son who brought back a few more memories that made him feel warm inside. His paw reached over his son and grabbed the blanket and lifted it up as his son bent his knees towards his chest so he could slide under the sheets easier. After settling in Albert shook the covers so they could straighten back out and while doing so, he remembered that his son was in heat. The cabin shook in a quick, violent manner as another roll of thunder made its presence known which caused Kristopher to push up against his father digging his claws and face into his chest while whimpering.

"Shhh... It'll be alright sweetheart." Albert brought his chin down to his son's head and started rubbing his back while licking the top of his head between his ears like he did when Kristopher was a kit. Kristopher smiled and began to relax feeling the warmth of his fathers' embrace which made him feel like a kit again.

"There we go, honey. Now take a deep breath and try and go to sleep for daddy alright? I turned off my alarm so we can sleep in." Albert sat his nose away from Kristopher so he could try and ignore the lingering heat that was making him fidget a little. Kristopher had his nose shoved right into his father's chest breathing in his freshly washed scent that smelled of cedar and mint. His eyes closed and soon the sounds of thunder began to fade as sleep started to take over. Throughout the night, the storm showed no signs of letting up, but something else woke up one of the sleeping foxes.

"Wha... What's that?" Kristopher mumbled while batting his eyes open. They both were still in the same position when they fell asleep, but something felt different than before. His shirt felt damp around his stomach, so he lifted the covers and just like that the pure musky scent a mature tod rushed up to his nose. Upon further inspection, his eyes became wide as they laid on his fathers fully exposed member that throbbed with every heartbeat. Kristopher laid there frozen in place feeling his heartbeat going faster while trying to ignore his urges.

"So big." Kristopher thought to himself as the wetness from his nethers started soaking the inside of his thighs, and soon thoughts of what he truly desired took place in his mind once again. His paw reached out and slowly rubbed against the canine shaft which reacted to the delicate touch by shooting a string of precum into his palm. The sudden reaction startled Kristopher a little bit causing him to withdrawal his paw back up to his chest. The scent of the precum drifted across his nose making him squirm while bringing his paw to his face. His paw opened up exposing the clear like substance that started dripping down from his fingers but a thought crossed his mind, and without hesitation, Kristopher shoved his wet fingers into his maw sliding his tongue around them tasting the salty treat for the first time. Knowing it was his fathers made his canine pussy start to convulse squirting his juices all over Alberts briefs.

"Daddy..." Kristopher whispered as he gripped the fur on his father chest tighter while he rode out his orgasm. Thoughts rushed through Kristopher's mind that kept making him squirm and soon he couldn't take it and gave in to his desires. The Fox reached back down to his father's throbbing need and guided it towards his hungry pussy. Albert's eyes started to blink open feeling something wet on his briefs.

"Wha... What's going on?" Albert mumbled as he started to look down at his son. His eyes shot open instantly seeing his the tip of member nestled at the entrance of his son's puffy wet mound. Once it made contact, his body immediately reacted by thrusting inside of his son.

"Daddy!" Kristopher moaned while looking upwards with his eyes closed.

"Kri... Krissy!" Albert moaned responding to his son who was facing up at him. Kristopher opened his eyes and looked at his father who had his tongue hanging out of his maw panting from the sudden shock. The paw that was on Alberts' chest moved up to his neck and then reached the side of his face rubbing his cheek with his thumb while looking right into his father's eyes.

"I need you to help me take care of this heat daddy," Kristopher said seductively. Albert sat there feeling his member throb in response to his son's words.

"Krissy... Do you really want this? I don't want to have us regret any of this... Albert felt his son's paw move to the back of his head and with one swift motion pulled him into a kiss that answered his question. They both shut their eyes while both of their tongues danced with each other with such passion. Albert rolled over on top of his son while they both stayed kissing. Albert slowly started thrusting into Kristopher feeling his son's maw moan inside his which got more intense with each thrust and soon his son broke the kiss as the first loud moan broke the silence.

"Ahhh! Daddy... I'm getting close!" Kristopher moaned in bliss with each thrust.

"Cum for daddy Krissy!" Albert yelled while picking up the pace. The thought of cumming now didn't sound pleasant just yet. Albert wanted to wait so he could enjoy himself a little longer.

"I'm Cu... CUMMING DAD!" Kristopher yelled while feeling his father's member pull out. Albert hopped back quickly wanting to taste his son for the first time. The mature tod felt the first stream of his son's orgasmic juices squirt across his face as he buried his maw deep inside his snatch. Gulp after gulp could be heard as Albert swallowed everything his son had to offer. Kristopher put his paw on his dads head holding him in place while giving his father such a deserving treat. Once Albert felt his son's juices die down he pulled his maw out of Kristopher's drenched mound. He licked around his lips cleaning off the remaining treat that dripped from his chin.

"You taste lovely honey. I think you spoiled daddy giving him quite the treat cause I feel pretty full." Albert stated while rubbing his bulging belly.

"You earned it after all. I think I would like to get familiar with where I honestly came to be." Kristopher sat up crawling over to his dad.

"I think we need to get rid of these." Kristopher proclaimed as he made eye contact with his father's briefs.

"Here let me lay down so I can take them off," Albert said while laying on his back.

"You just stay there, and I'll take care of the rest." Kristopher moved over to his father's waist and started wrapping his fingers around the waistband and began to pull them down slowly revealing two sweaty enlarged furry orbs. After he pulled off his father's briefs, he held them to his nose and took a deep inhale taking in the sweet musky fragrance from the both of them. The pair of briefs flew onto the bed as Kristopher finished indulging himself for the time being he made his way back over to his father's waist.

"To think I came from these big boys," Kristopher stated as he held one of his father's large testicles in one paw.

"So full and heavy..." Kristopher whispered.

"Help yourself, sweetie. You came from there after all as did your other siblings as well." Albert remarked while watching his son enjoy his homecoming. A moan filled the air as Kristopher slid his tongue across one of his father's furry orbs tasting the comforts of what he once resided inside. His tongue made its way up his sheath finally landing on the red canine member that gave him life.

"Just to think I came through this right inside mother's eager womb," Kristopher said seductively while sliding the tip of his father's member into his mouth.

"Ooooh, Krissy I think daddy can make you feel what your mother felt thirty years ago if you wanted." Albert moaned feeling his son's paw massage his testicles while the other one moved up and down his shaft as he was sucking from the tip. Kristopher was getting drenched after hearing his father and knew that he wanted more.

"Kri... Krissy daddies about to cum..." Albert moaned feeling his son pull the tip of his cock out of his mouth.

"I don't think my siblings would like it if I swallowed them," Kristopher said while crawling over on top of his father as he lined up his anticipating member at the entrance of his fertile mound.

"I think their big brother has a better place for them to go," Kristopher remarked as he felt a string of precum shoot across his dripping kit maker.

"Oooooh, Krissy daddies ready to send them there!" Albert moaned feeling his member get engulfed by his son until he hilted right against his cervix. Kristopher felt his member get snug inside and lean down to his father's ear.

"I wanna feel what momma felt thirty years ago," Kristopher whispered in his father's ear.

"Are you sure Krissy? Daddy wants to make sure you want them." Albert asked as he watched his son sit back straight up. Kristopher put his paw on one of his father's testicles and gave it a firm squeeze.

"Those kits are getting impatient daddy. I can feel them wanting to go home inside big brother." Kristopher replied feeling his father start to thrust and soon he started joining in his rhythm bouncing into his thrusts. Alberts canine member poked harder and harder stretching his son's cervix a little more every time. Kristopher could feel his father's knot get more in-depth with every thrust. His canine mound finally swallowed his knot locking them in place while the tip of Alberts member rested inside his womb.

"IT'S TIME TO BRING THEM HOME DADDY!" Kristopher shouted while grabbing his dads paw while resting the other one on his stomach.

"WELCOME HOME BABIES!" Albert yelled as the first shot of kit batter splashed inside of his son's womb. Albert kept pumping his incestual seed inside of his son filling every bit of space that was available in his womb. Kristopher's cervix had a tight grip around his father's canine shaft ensuring none of his siblings spilled out.

"Krissy I don't think there's much more room left!" Albert declared while watching his sons belly start to swell.

"Don't worry daddy I can sense they found some more room." Kristopher proclaimed as he felt the barrier to his ovaries stretch open as the thick volume of seed squeezed its way inside making his small ovaries start to inflate with his father's seed.

"I think my siblings really love their big brother... I feel like a pregnant vixen already." Kristopher mentioned while placing his paws on his inflated belly. Soon after Albert gently sat his impregnated son onto his side so that he could lay back down. Kristopher propped his leg over his dad's waist so he could get comfortable while being tied with his father.

"I don't want to you think I regret any of this dad. I enjoyed making you a father again! I know you felt the same way or you wouldn't have kept asking me. I know one thing for sure though is that you won't be lonely anymore." Kristopher put his paw back up to his father's face.

"Krissy I... I want you to move in with me, so you don't have to look for a house. I have already been thinking about adding in some more rooms for our kits. I... don't know how we'll break this to the other two and your mother..." Albert confessed as he watched his son smile.

"I... I would love to move in with you dad! As for the rest of the family, I'll invite them over in the future, and we'll tell them then but right now don't worry about it. I know everything will be alright or I wouldn't have gone through with this. I really love you, dad..." Kristopher replied as he pulled his father into a passionate kiss. Alberts worries faded into oblivion as he felt his mind go blank as they both began to drift off into sleep while embracing each other.

"Dad wake up!" Kristopher shouted as he watched his father began to stir awake.

"Wh... What's wrong?" Albert said while trying to get up.

"We got a long day ahead of us! The storms cleared out but first, we need to wash up ok? Kristopher stated.

"Yea... I'll be in there in a few Krissy." Albert replied as the thoughts of last night rushed inside of his mind. His member started to throb with the feeling of being a happy young tod again.

End part 1