[Satyr][Clop] Pegging Pogo

-Warning, gay, underage incest abomination ahead-

-It's everything your mother always warned about and you wished happened to you-

I'm fully aware that's not what pegging means, but that's the best title I could come up with. Fuck you.

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>"Daaaaaaaaaaaaaad!"

>You hear your son calling out to you from inside the barn

>You sigh inwardly and trudge along the grass until you get to the tall, red building

>You come to the large set of double doors and slide them open, walking inside

>"Daaaaaad!" your son whines again

"I'm here, Pogo. I'm here. What is it?"

>"I'm stuuuuuuck!"

>You sigh again and head towards the back of the barn

>You see him there, stuck inside a wall of all places

"Now how in the hell did you go and manage to do that?"

>You walk to his side, examining the structure, then peer around the other side to see it was actually a room separator

>"Hehe, there was a hole in the wall and I wanted to see if I could fit through."

>You rub your brow and extend your hands which he grabs hold of

>With a mighty tug, you begin pulling, planting one foot against the wall for extra strength and support

>He won't budge

>You let go and take a deep breath, exhaling loudly through pursed lips

>"Dad?" Pogo looks at you worriedly

"Don't worry, I'll get you out of there. Just need to find a better way."

>The hay beneath your feet crunches as you walk around the other side of the divider

>There, in the wall, hangs your son's hindquarters, hooves tapping against the wood surface while he waits for rescue

"You crawled through this way, you may as well crawl out in the same direction."

>You get behind him, wrapping your arms around his waist and pull once more, putting your back into it

>He giggles as you strain with the task, which soon dies when you give up

>Despite your efforts, he's stuck in there pretty good

"Shit, son. I don't know what we're going to do. You're in there rather tight."

>You give his bottom a quick pinch

"All those sweets aren't helping the problem, either."

>He wasn't exactly chubby, but his pony half gave him some wide hips

>"So what's going to happen to me now?"

"Well, we're probably going to have to get someone to cut you out. I'll be back in a while with the fire brigade. Just hang tight, buddy."

>You make to leave, but his voice stops you in your tracks

>"Dad, don't leave me here alone!"

"How else am I going to get you out? I need help."

>"Isn't there anything else you can try?"

>You lean against the wall and ponder

>An hour goes by after a few more tries and you've really got no other option

>You give his behind a playful smack and speak up

"Looks like it's going to be the brigade, after all."

>You're silent for a moment when you hear his sniffles from the other side

"Alright, alright. A few more tries but after this you've got to be brave for me. Okay?"

>You smile when you see his body shake, imagining him nodding on the other side

>Stepping back you stare long and hard at the wall and at Pogo

>What would be the best way to get him out of this situation?

>You tap your chin in thought, staring at his round, plump ass

>"Dad, you still back there?"

"Yeah. Yeah I am."

>Now that you think about it, he really does have quite a cute butt, doesn't he? Strange that you never noticed it before

>It reminds you of one of your first dates with Pinkie

>The two of you had gone out by the lake for a picnic, when she decided to gallivant off to some old shed nearby to play hide and seek

>There you remember seeing her tiny form stuck in a wall, much like your son is now, bum protruding from one side for all the world to see

>She looked back at you in embarrassment and asked you to help tug her out

>Now, the wall back then was old and brittle, so you could have easily had gotten her out without much trouble

>But seeing that delicious little pony butt wiggling in the wall had given you other ideas

>The two of you ended up having lunch quite late due to that little debacle

>You can still vividly hear the creaking of wood as you railed her from behind, moans filling the tiny shack, shaft buried deep in her pink-

>The creaking gets louder and it snaps you out of your daydream

>Pogo is rocking back and forth from where he's caught, causing the wall to creak with him, humming in boredom

>You shake your head and wonder what you were thinking

>Your son is caught in a wall and you're having sexual fantasies about his mother

>Looking down, you realize you're sporting a massive boner, straining against the fabric of your pants

>It had been a while since the last time you got laid, your wife having passed away several years ago

>You had a lot of pent up arousal and you were in desperate need of release

>It's hard to get away with anything when you constantly have a kid around the house to worry about

>You try to concentrate on the task at hand, but your eyes keep falling back onto his his round rear end, shaking tantalizingly in front of you with each of his rocking movements, tail swishing back and forth

>Slowly you make your way towards his rump, eyes locked on its swaying movements

>He stops as a crunch of hay alerts him to your close presence

>"Dad?"

>You rest a hand on his ass, giving it a small squeeze to feel its tenderness under the denim pants he wore

>The rod in your pants twitched in anticipation, and you tried soothing it by rubbing along its length, causing you to shudder

>This was such a perfect opportunity, and you were engrossed in his luscious looking derriere

>You grab his shorts by the waist and slowly pull them down around his hock, exposing his naked tush

>His asshole puckered slightly to the cool air, young penis and balls hanging between his inner thighs

>Placing your hands on both his furry ass cheeks, you begin to rub and squeeze into the flesh, admiring how soft and supple they were

>"D-Dad? What are you doing?" Pogo squeaks

>He fidgets and you lean down to plant a kiss on one of those glorious buns

>Your hands trace across his backside, before one finds itself hovering over the entrance to his rectum

>Gingerly you run a finger along his sphincter, causing him to squirm under your touch

>You prod at it a bit, before coating your finger in saliva and reaching back down

>It penetrates in one quick movement, and you start to push it in further, pulling out slightly and going deeper, until you're up to your knuckles

>"W-W-Wha-Ah-" he's stammering now

>Your thumb rubs around his perineum a bit, and you begin to push a second finger into his asshole, making him tense up and his legs come together

>While some part of you is trying to make this easier on the both of you, your erection finally takes hold of what little reservations you have left

>Your fingers pull out with a quiet shlurp and you quickly move your hands to your pants, unbuckling your belt and zipping down the fly, eagerly trying to free your hardened member

>In several rushed movements, your penis is free and in hand, resting against one of his soft ass cheeks

>You take a moment to savor the warmth you feel on the underside of your penis, rubbing alongside his cheeks before it falls into place between them

>Pressing up against his body somewhat, you slide it up and down his crack before pulling away and aligning yourself to his entrance

>You let a stream of saliva flow from your mouth and land on your cock, using one hand to rub it in and coat it thoroughly, placing the other firmly on his rump for support, positioning the head of your penis against his pucker

>A slight whimper comes from the other side

>"Dad...?"

"Sorry."

>You manage to breathe that out quietly, followed up by taking the plunge

>The sudden, violating presence to his bowels causes him to yelp out in surprise and pain

>You had only gotten half way in, his resistance and virgin anus impeding further movement

>But the tightness around your shaft was already driving you steadily insane

>"D-D-Da-Da-Dad, st-st-sto-Ah-Ah-op!"

>The two of you let out shuddering breaths, yours in wracked in pleasure, his heavy in fear

>"W-W-Why ar-are-"

"Shh, shh shh. Just relax yourself."

>"Da-"

>His protests are cut off as you pull out just a tad and slam back in, straining as you force yourself to the hilt

>Pogo has begun to cry, his sobs audible from the other side

>You caress one of his ass cheeks, trying to rub it reassuringly and calm him down

>"D-D-Dad, I-I'm sorry-y-y, I wo-won't do it again-n, pl-pl-pleeease!" he chokes out, tears streaming down his cheeks

"It's okay, buddy. It's okay."

>"Wh-"

"I'm not punishing you."

>He's quivering now, his reluctance is starting to grow uncomfortable

"Just unclench your butt, or this is going to feel worse."

>"B-But I do-"

"I love you. Now, you know that. Please, don't make this harder."

>With this stall in the action, you now notice that he's started growing hard himself

>It was likely he was feeling some form of pleasure, his body reacting to the stimulus it was receiving

>Knowing this, you reach underneath and grip his dangling penis in your hand, causing him to jump

>You let out a grunt as his insides constrict even more, making it a bit painful to be so deep inside him

>Can't say you don't deserve some of what you're giving

>With practiced motion, you begin to stroke up and down his shaft, pressing into him and tickling his head

>His breathing quickens, not from fear this time, but from pleasure

>He's likely never felt this kind of sensation before

>You thought him a bit young, but you suppose his special anatomy makes things different

>The pressure on your cock lets up, only for him to clamp back down, the pleasure causing him to undulate around you, driving you wild in turn

"P-Pogo, please. Let up a bit and this could, nng, actually feel nice."

>He chokes back the tears a few times before speaking up

>"R-Really?"

"Yes, son. Just relax your anus a bit. Don't think anything is wrong with what's in you right now."

>With a few sniffles he relents, trying his best to relax his body

>"W-What IS in me right now?"

>You're stricken silent for a moment, dumbfounded by the question

"M-My penis."

>More silence

>"Is this going to help get me out?"

"Yes?"

>Your concentration falters for a moment, your loins trying desperately to regain control of your brain

"You all relaxed now?"

>"I-I think so."

"Good, let's continue."

>You softly start to pull, feeling him trying to get used to the sensation, then push back in

>He lets out a few gasps with the movements

>After a few more, cautious, exploratory thrusts, his body is no longer resisting your actions

>Before long you start to develop a rhythm, and pick up the pace, unbuttoning your shirt and getting comfortable

>You're pounding into his backside now, what once were sobs are now replaced with cute, little moans

>The barn is filled with the sound of wet, slapping groins, your balls hitting his like the clicker on your office desk

>Every thrust finds you filling him to the core, his tight and slick walls sliding against your rod with a nice friction

>Hands buried deep in his flanks firmly, you let one go and give him a few slaps on the cheek

>"I thought you weren't punishing me!" he shouts

"It's not that kind of spanking, son."

>You cease the spanking and return to the reach around you were giving him earlier

>Hand working in tandem with your thrusts, you tug on his length from head to base, matching with every hilt of your own

>The other joins soon after, both overlapping the hold of his member, you using your arms to pull his legs up against and around you

>You're bent over, chin against the small of his back, sweat dripping from your brow

>His scent invades your nostrils, his own sweat and the smell of candy wafting from his young skin

>You feel yourself reaching your peak

"S-Son, I'm about to cum."

>Through panting breaths he calls back to you

>"What," he gulps "what does that, hah, mean?"

>He throbs in your hands, his knees coming together and trembling

"You'll find out soon enough."

>Your humping picks up speed, your hands speeding along his shaft

>"D-Dad! My penis! Something- AH!"

>With a final slam, you bury yourself into his ass, your body arching forward and your toes digging into the ground as if pushing back against some invisible force

>With a loud cry, you empty your seed into his bowels, warm, salty strings of semen bursting from your cock and hitting his insides with every pump

>At the same time, your jerking him off has made him cum at the exact moment you have, thick globs of jizz shooting out around your hands and downward, splashing against his pants and the floor, droplets finding their way on your feet

"G-Gah, hah, HAH, uh, ah."

>His sentiments match your own, his voice coming out in smaller, softer squeaks

>The two of you soon fall limp in bliss, you resting against his back and him still stuck in that damned hole

>You pull out slowly, dick popping free and letting a torrent of semen squirt from his ass and run down his legs

>Pulling up your pants, dick still hanging out, you stroll around to the other side on weary legs

>His front half comes into view, shirt soaked with sweat, curly hair as well, hugging his rosy cheeks

>The shirt hangs slightly from the weight of the moisture, having ridden up his back, exposing his belly and pert nipples, hard from the cool air

>His age and lithe, petite frame gives him a rather feminine look, enhanced further by the genes on his mother's side

>You stand in front of him and look down with a smile on your face, his head craning back to meet your eyes and smiles himself

>His breathing is still heavy and you feel the hotness of his breath against your spent member, rousing it once more

>You were hornier than you thought

>You fidget a bit and look at his exhausted body, your hardness coming back in full form

"Pogo."

>He looks up at you again, curious

"Open your mouth."

>His confusion is apparent before he stares at your cock again, understanding faster than you would have thought him to

>He hesitates, looking at your length slick with slimy cum disgustedly

>You press the head against his lips and force it in, causing his face to scrunch up

>He tentatively gives it a lick, then another, his eyes widening in surprise, then tries to speak through his muffled mouth

>You pull out to hear him speak and he smacks his lips

>"It's salty. Kind of like peanuts." he raises a brow in thought

>You chuckle and fill his mouth again, pushing a bit deeper until you feel your head pressing against the back of his throat

>He gags a bit and looks up at you worriedly

>Your length won't go all the way like last time

"Just relax your jaw and your throat."

>He nods, as much as he can, and complies

>You begin on a slow thrust, feeling the wetness of his mouth and the thinning of the semen pool inside it

>Your hands travel under him and start to play with his nipples, and it makes him giggle and squirm

>His cheeks retain their rosiness and his eyelids grow heavy

>It seems like he's starting to feel it as he lets out a soft moan, the reverberation ticking your cock head and making you moan as well

>He places his hands against your legs as you hump his mouth faster, making sure you don't go too far

>However, it's a little too much for your liking

>You slow down, thrusting into his mouth with small motions so as not to lose your erection, stopping your nipple play and reaching up to grab his wrists and hold his arms above his head

>He lets out a "Mmfh" as you once again pick up speed, sliding your dick across his tongue, testicles hitting his drool splattered chin

>A moan escapes your lips and you throw your head back to the ceiling, closing your eyes and focusing on the feeling of his small mouth

>You place both wrists in one hand and reach the other down to hold the side of his jaw, pumping into an even straight, and moving along the inside of his cheek

>His eyes lock with yours, tears forming in the corners from your how rough you're being

>Being so soon after your first orgasm, the sensitivity on your tip and under your cock head is causing you to reach your peak again

>It doesn't help that he looks so cute under you

"Relax your throat, Pogo."

>You command as you let his other arm slip, holding onto both sides of his jaw this time

"Like you're about to swallow something."

>You feel his throat muscles relax as you continue to hit your head against the back of his mouth, helping them along by running a hand across the underside of his neck

>Your speed increases, signaling the coming of your second climax

>Just as you feel the load rushing to meet air, you command your son one last time

"Take a deep breath, through your nose."

>He does so, and you slam into his mouth, pressing hard

>You feel your head cram past his uvula

>His eyes widen in shock and his lips blow out as you bury his nose into your groin

>You release the floodgates and cum hard into his mouth, hot, white stream flooding the back of his throat as he does his best to choke it down

>Your moan comes out in an almost angry shout, Pogo struggling against you as the pulse of your rod slows down to a crawl

>Your rapid breathing calms as you stroke the last few remnants of sperm from your shaft before pulling out, wet cock meeting cool air

>The moment you do, Pogo coughs and sputters, gulping and taking in deep breaths of air

>You pat his cheek a few times and kiss him on the forehead

"You did good, son."

>He looks miserable

>You pull up your zipper and sigh, looking at the blasted wall in front of you

"Now we still need to figure out how to get you out of this wall."

>"Y-You mean," he breathes in deep "none of that helped?"

>You shake your head and laugh at his still oblivious question

"What to do...?"

>"I think I'd like the fire brigade now." he sighs

"Haha, well that's not going to happen now!"

>You pat the wall and he groans

>"Dad?"

>He calls as you stomp out of the barn

>Within seconds you return with a large woodcutting axe

>He cries out in surprise as the first blow lands against the wooden construct

>Thankfully, it wasn't too thick a wall

>Within moments, the axe breaks a more sizable hole where he lies, you pulling the rest of the constricting wood apart with your bare hands

>You lift him out and set him on his hooves, dusting the splinters off

>He falls on his ass, and grabs hold of his penis with a pained expression on his face

>It looks like foreplay during that blowjob made him hard again as well

>He begins to stroke the aching shaft, tongue lolling out and still drooling a bit

>"Dad? Why am I still like this?"

>You grin and sit down in front of him, placing a hand on the head and helping him stroke out the last of his arousal

>The scent of candy still drifts from his sweat and soon you're curious if he tastes as sweet as he smells

>You push his hands aside and bend over him

>"Dad? What are you doing? Ah, ah!"

>You wrap your mouth around his smaller penis and easily take him to the base

>His breathing gets louder as you slurp along his delicate shaft

>He rests his hands on your head as he calls out to you

>"D-Dad, I'm gonna...!"

>You feel him spurt into your mouth, with much less force than your own ejaculation

>The fluid coats around your tongue and rests in your mouth as his orgasm settles down

>It's sweet, as you thought, but more like fresh fruits than pastries

>You pull it out, another surprise couple of spurts landing on your hands as you smack up the taste and lean in to kiss him full on the lips

>He looks up at you dazedly and smiles

"Let's get you home and cleaned up, kiddo. But how about I treat you to some ice cream, first?"

 

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>Moments later, the two of you are standing in town late in the evening, enjoying your ice cream cones

>Pogo licks at his, drained of energy from the experience earlier

>You recline against the bench and whistle merrily, only breaking it once he speaks up

>"Hey, dad?"

"Yeah, buddy?"

>"C-Can I get another ice cream?"

"Another? You'll ruin your appetite."

>"Not that. I want it for my butt."

>He had been sitting rather strangely, you notice

>You thought it was because he was still sitting in cummy pants

>You laugh and pat him on the head

"Sure, son."

>It'll make it all the sweeter

 

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