Tony the Terrible Perverted Tiger

Written by AlexNightmurr.
Available on MuskWuff’s Inkbunny only.
Concept and initial draft produced: 04/05/2022 
22/07/2022 – 23/07/2022
Thumbnail produced by Ranfur.

The best fathers support their sons no matter their walk of life. Tony is, in many ways, what the average person would call a ‘good father’. He always makes sure that his son is as happy as he can be, and he packs the boy’s lunches to a surprising degree of detail and care. 
(But don’t tell Tyler that the ‘special ingredient’ in his milk is his father’s cum!) 
Tyler always thought that milk tasted slightly bitter - until, one day, he took a gulp of a friend’s carton, and found it to be surprisingly sweet.
“Huh?!” The cub looked absolutely baffled. 
“I swear, my taste buds must be weird or sumthin’!”
All of his friends looked at him with confused glances.
“No, Tyler… this is how milk has always tasted… Your dad packs the best lunches, but he still can’t get milk that’s not expired?” Tyler’s tanuki friend questioned.
Tyler didn’t know how to respond. He just let the conversation blow over and continued having his lunch.

Tyler came home one day to announce that he would be pioneering towards the life of a footballer. Tony adjusted his pants slightly to the raw stink of an upcoming jock, his son coming home covered in sweat, his bright blue eyes full of hope, and his headfur slightly frazzled. It took the big tiger all he had to not think of the filthiest things then and there. To say that he's only a 13-year-old cub, Tyler certainly fits the bill for a sporty teenager.

"I met so many big friends, daddy!" The cub exclaimed, rushing over to his father to hug him around the waist. The cub's face was sandwiched between his father's pillowy asscheeks, and it's not like the kid knows any better. He's only tall enough to reach his daddy's waist height… 
Tony has many fantasies regarding that. Be it stuffing his dick in his little kid's maw behind a bush at the park with fellow cubophiles or coming through the door from work to aggressively use his kid like a cocksleeve on his cock, his angry, veiny uncut dick poking out through his smart work trousers - he has imagined it all. 
Tony throbbed once he realised that his boy's face was literally squirming into his butt. He's also very happy that he's wearing his summer shorts during this time, and a Hawaiian-themed shirt. The dad look is complete. This just makes Tyler have as much sight of his father's fur as possible. Also, the thinness of his shorts makes it possible to feel his cub's little face squirming into him like he wasn't wearing anything at all, like he just came home to huff his father's ass musk.

A child that was wiping his face on his daddy's butt. No ordinary kid does that. No ordinary father gets aroused from their own offspring either - but who are we kidding (pun not intended). We know that as soon as daddies send their boys out to the beach, they're outfitted in tight speedos and skimpy clothes for a reason. Most fathers in this world wouldn't even care if their kids got kidnapped. They would instead spend all their energy trying to find 'what wolf was it this time', letting out a disparate sigh upon realising its Alex once again, caught red-handed breaking in their son's virginity at his musk den of debauchery. And then they’d paw off to the videos several days after the father ‘started his search for his son’. He knows his son will be coming home alright, it’s just that he’ll return a little bit frazzled and with a limp in his step. That’s the sign of a good dicking down.

Tony was at a loss for words. Even though he tried to moan, no sound escaped from his throat. He is overcome by an overwhelming desire for his innocent little boy to eat out his asshole. Tony twisted his arm back to stroke Tyler's headfur from behind. In truth, all he wanted was to pull his shorts down and make his son get to work.
But Tony can't do that, not because his morals are telling him not to, but because he would rather be dripping with sweat before he gets his kid to eat out his musky asshole.
("Son… I want you to suffocate and die from my ass-stink.") 
Tony shut his eyes and shook his head.
("Gah, what am I thinking?! Fuck… I'm so perverted!")  

"H-Hhnrghhh…" only in incoherent mumbles and gurgles came from the father's frozen mouth. While a million thoughts were racing about his head at once, the two males were stuck in place. To an outsider, the scene might seem comical or unusual in a way, because Tyler continues to rest his face against his father's soft ass, whispering in his cute voice about 'wanting to sleep on it'.
("Gaaaahhhh… Don't say that son! You'll fucking turn me on!") 
Tyler noticed his father's unusual behaviour and looked up at him to ask what's wrong.
In that fucking sweet, sexy boy-voice of his.

Tony had a problem on his hands, or rather, in his shorts. He has a massive fucking erection from a little kid touching him. Rather than thinking:
"Shit, what's wrong with me?" Tony can only think of the following: 
("When can I bust a load to cub porn?") 

Tony set his cup of tea down, reducing the volume on the radio. He turned around to look at his son with a curious glance.
"Big friends…?" Tony asked.
("What kind of classes is my son being put in?")

Tyler jumped on the table to sit at chest-level to his dad, nodding his head like a deranged doll.
“Nuh-uh! And they showed me all sorts of things!”
“Like what?” Tony asked again, focusing his full attention on his excited little kid.
Silence filled the room like a heavy blanket. 
“I was taught how to stroke off the seniors!” The cub exclaimed proudly, shattering the blanket of tension. Tony was left with his jaw agape.

First off, the kid’s 13, so what on earth is he doing in a seniors’ class – second of all, who the fuck set this up, and how can Tony talk to him? Was it his coach, the school administrator, hell… Maybe even a teacher?
Tyler’s legs dropped over the tableside, the boy knocking his feet together in a playful manner. With his innocent expression, and wide smile, you would assume this cub to none the wiser in regard to his dubious ‘activities’ at gym class – but Tony knows more about cubs than he lets on (apart from the secret Cub Lover badge he's wears on his work shirt). 

Tyler is something of a young prodigy – accepted into high school at only 13 years of age. While his educational skills are nothing to be sniffed at, it’s his sportsmanship that garners praise and attention – and, as Tony will surmise, his more… effeminate features are sure to catch the eyes of many a pervert coach.
He can imagine a ‘morale boosting program’ going on in the seniors’ gym class right now, but it would only be kept within the locker room, of course. And, God forbid, word gets out that a sexy 13-year-old cub has been making cubophile teens cum their brains out to the feeling of soft child throat sucking their cocks for the first time, not to mention being stroked off by one, their eyes wide at the fact that the cub can barely fit his hands around a gargantuan, 17-year-old pedo cock. Calling it a ‘coming of age’ wouldn’t be sufficient enough to describe how life-changing this event would be for upcoming, pervert teens – who very much look forward to their future in the sports industry, if it means more opportunities for ‘special arrangements’ like this!
Tony smiled at his son as he listed the names of the boys that he met in the locker room, who showered him with praise and, subsequently, a good amount of cum thereafter. Tyler even memorised a little song on how to remember them all. Such an indoctrination beggars belief. In just a matter of a day, whoever was in charge of Tyler’s ‘coaching lesson’, has succeeded in turning on the ‘sub for men’ switch that are in many cub boys of this pervert world, if not all. Truly, his son has come so far. Lord knows that the teens have, too.
---End of scene 1---
---Scene 2 begin---
It was a normal Friday evening. Tony had been quite stressed from work. Yeah, you know, it’s quite a hassle having to take so many pictures with cubs sat on your lap every day. Why? Well, because of the raging fucking boner that Tony is left with after a full day of kids jumping on his lap. Shit, some of them even scrunch their butts against his bulge, and he delights in the fidgety ones. The best customers are the ones whose fathers’ are too busy looking in the opposite direction, speaking to their boring wives, or otherwise preoccupied, affording Tony a great chance to grope the cub’s butt and moan to himself, wishing he was balls deep in every single one.
Cubs, much like frosted flakes, are great. But you won’t find that slogan on the back of a cereal box. You’d definitely find it on Tony’s CubLovers.net profile, though. Dude’s already making a name for himself on the site with his delectably pervy comments and spamming ‘favourite’ on any media which looks in resemblance to his son.
Movies are great. Watching them naked in bed with your son is even better. Literally, Tony can’t imagine his life without being a father. While it is true that he is using his son as a way to gain sexual satisfaction, and to thrust many fantasies upon him, deep down, Tony loves his son. But fuck, he’s so horny all the time just looking at him. The second he got a kid – his horny factor shot straight up. He feels like he’s in the midst of his teenage years again, where he was blowing at least four loads a day with no issue at all. 
Scene inspiration: https://e621.net/posts/1405558
"Daddy! Daddy, I wanna give you a kiss like on that movie!" His son said excitedly, climbing onto his father's body, much to his surprise. His soft little hands felt so delicate on his hardened, muscled body.
"W-Whoa! Steady on there, sport..." Tony boomed out in his deep voice. Imagine hearing your father’s voice rumble in his chest. Knowing that the man you love most is right next to you, it was too difficult for Tyler to contain his curiosities for any longer. The movie they just watched had a sex scene in the middle of it, and Tony made a point not to skip any part of it. He let his son watch the full thing, and what struck out to Tyler the most is how their lips met. His father called it ‘a kiss’. But it looked very different to the pecks he’s used to giving his father. 
Tony was surprised when Tyler literally kissed him on the lips and face in cute little pecks, his soft child lips prickling against daddy's stubbled, bearded face, causing the bigger male to grunt with pleasure. His cock flexed against his kid's pert little bum, getting erect instantly from the tender touch of a cub. His son wrapped his twig-like arms around his father's thick neck, his little snout pushed against his father’s flared nose, kissing his father deeply, attempting to do it just like on the movies.

Tony had no choice but to moan as he got a full-on kiss by his 13-year-old kid. Closing his eyes, and holding the boy close to him, he relaxed his muscles, untensing and losing himself in a euphoria of cub lust.
The sound of their lips smacking filled the room. Young, tender boy lips enveloped by daddy's thick lips, Tony's tongue shoved down his son's tight throat forcefully, knocking the air out of him, just for his father to feel a smidge of pleasure that he rightfully deserves. He made the boy, after all. The cub is his property. Nobody can bother him now. They're just alone, together, with his horny son initiating the interaction. From this, Tony felt somewhat relieved, however, he was very surprised by the results of a young boy's burgeoning curiosities for his father. Kids can be horny too.
He should've saw this coming. Being a single father leaves for little bonding time between the two, and Tyler finds himself longing for his father more and more every day. He just wants to touch him. Hug him. But, from how fucking sexy his daddy looks, and just coming into puberty himself, Tyler couldn't help but act on instinct - and shoot for what really wants in life: his father's love. His embrace. The feeling of his manly body against his.
Tyler leaned himself fully upon his father's chest. To get a good idea of the size difference between the two, imagine Tony as a large, 6-foot-tall tiger. Tyler is around 30% of his height - only reaching up to his waist. Now imagine Tyler embracing his father's neck from the side, looking deeply into his eyes as he pulls back from the kiss, his right buttcheek tickling against his father's ginger, exposed pube bush. Tyler felt his hole twitch every time Tony's cock throbbed between his ass.
Tony returned the lust by grasping his kid's thick buttcheeks - spreading them apart, but mostly groping and massaging them, feeling how thick and fat his cheeks were under his brawny fingers. His whole hand enclosed a full cheek of his son's ass. Make no mistake however, he's got cake for a 13-year-old.
"Must be all those twerks he's doing up in his room," Tony thought, recalling the crappy pop music blasting in his bedroom. How he craved to barge in there and rape his son's sexy ass to the ground, hearing him cry and yelp in that cute voice he hears every day when he comes home from work. 
But the door was always locked, leaving it up to his father's pervy imagination to think about what his growing son could be doing in there. Cam shows? Nudes? Hell, probably trying to perfect his 'dances'. He might even put on a show for the jocks of his gym class.
It made Tony blow every single night. Thinking about his son and how slutty he must be. The poor kid doesn't even realise he's gay yet. Oh, but if the surprise kiss is any indication, he's already come to that conclusion.
"Mmm.. Hahh... Aaah... Daddy... I love you." The boy moaned.
Tony growled in response. He's so fucking proud to be a father right now.
"Yeah, I love you too, son." He said gruffly in response. The epitome of pervert. But isn't that every beastman? 
He's a man. He's a tiger. He's got hair on his chest, and a proud cock mane. Fuck yeah he's a pervert. The act that he's single father was just the icing on the cake.
He's going to frost his kid's flakes so good, that he won't want to wake up with anything but the feeling of his father's dick penetrating his impossibly soft, and gut-wrenching tight behind. 
Remember this.
Tony the Tiger isn't just a cereal mascot. He's a degenerate cubophile, unhinged and proud in his lust.
He is, however, someone that the cubs of this world look up to. 
That's only because they would be lining up one by one, eager to get their cute little faces painted with ropes of his chunky sperm.
'Daddy spunk', as the cubs so affectionately call it. Yeah, the spunk which makes you grow up big and strong. Forget about milk. In this world, your father's sperm is all you need.