Chapter #7Bukkake'd By Bulls (Part 2) by: M.M.69   You and your dad were once again alone.
The warehouse was quite silent. Since it was a Saturday, there were probably only a few workers about anyway.
After the display a moment ago, your dick was being painfully strained by your pants. You now had a whole new appreciation for your dad's bovine sexiness, on account of watching him guzzling down another guy's cum like it was an every-day thing.
Your dad's shorts appeared to be giving him a similar problem, as they were looking even tighter than they did in the car.
"Do all your employees just have sex out in the open?" you asked your dad, gazing up and down his hulking muscular body lustfully.
"Yep!" your dad answered without blinking. "All of us bulls have some really intense hormones, thanks to our big balls." The hunky bull began to rub his package through his shorts with one hand. "We've all got to get our release every so often. It's the only way our company can keep running, haha! Therefore, it's no problem at all for my workers to drop their pants and rub one out whenever they need to, and inevitably that means others might want to join in!"
Your dad chuckled. As if to prove his point, he then unbuttoned and unzipped his overwhelmed shorts and allowed his massive amazing schlong and nutsack to flop out. His cock was already at half-mast, and his huge sweaty balls were swelling with his seed and idly rocked back and forth between his thighs.
"Speaking of which," your dad began, reaching down to lift one of his huge testicles. "If I don't empty these puppies just about once every two hours or so, they feel like they might explode, haha! Well, no time like the present! Ahhhhhhhh," he sighed as he started shamelessly fapping his dick right in front of his son. You stared at his thick smelly beefstick hungrily as his powerful hand slid up and down the needy flesh.
It was incredible. He literally masturbated whenever he felt like it at work, and even encouraged his bovine coworkers to do the same. It was an interesting business philosophy, to be sure.
However, you were tired of being a bystander.
You stepped up beside your dad and leaned against him like you were giving him a hug. Your dad instinctively lifted his arm so you could embrace his side. But then, instead of just hugging him, you lowered your hand down and gripped the base of his throbbing schlong. Your dad immediately released his own grip on his dick, allowing you to do the work yourself.
You gave him long sensual strokes, all the way from the base to the fat purple head, then back down again. Your dad sighed and moaned from your efforts, and a long string of his pre oozed from his wide piss-slit onto the floor below.
"Mmmmm, thanks son," your dad cooed. "Always feels better when someone else does it, heh!"
You wanted more of him.
Using your other hand, you grabbed the back of the waistband of his shorts and yanked them down until they were under his bubbly muscular furry butt. Your dad's tail swished side-to-side inquisitively as you slid your non-handjob hand down his chiseled back and onto his succulent cheeks. You groped and squeezed the bovine buns, occasionally slipping the hand into his hot damp crack, all the while continuing to jack him off at the front.
Your dad let out a soft chuckle, caressing your back with his big strong hand. "You really want me, don't you Ben?"
You turned your head and gave the side of his nearest pillowy veiny pec a long tender kiss.
Releasing it, you looked up at him with lust. "You have no idea," you replied.
Your dad gave you a wide handsome smile. "I knew you had ulterior motives for coming along, haha."
A moment later, he leaned toward you and joined his lips with yours.
The two of you moaned as you made out passionately, your dad softly thrusting his hips into your hand as you continued to pleasure him.
Before too long, your dad's breaths started to get quicker. He started snorting from his big bull nose, and you knew he was getting close.
He broke his kiss with you so he could groan freely.
"Yes, Ben!" he moaned. "Don't stop, uhh!"
You started fapping his meat as fast as you could. Pre was spewing everywhere from his cockhead. Behind him, you managed to insert a couple of your fingers into his large hot sweaty asshole, and were simultaneously pumping them in and out as you worked his dick.
You couldn't believe how gratifying it was to make such a massive powerful sexy being feel so good. He was leaning much of his weight against you, giving himself up and allowing you to pleasure him however you wanted. Almost submissively so.
"That's it! I'm gonna.... Uhffffffffffffuuuuuck!" your dad groaned. You watched his grapefruit-sized nuts lift up toward his body, and a second later a huge long rope of cum erupted from the bull's dick.
You kept your hand loosely gripped around his schlong so that he could thrust into it like a fleshlight as he orgasmed. Splurts and splurts of his very smelly spooge coated the floor. His massive anus clenched around your fingers, locking them inside as he continued to cum.
Finally, after probably thirty seconds, his climax ended. Your dad let out a big sigh and you felt him relax. His sphincter's grip loosened just enough for you to slide your fingers out, and you took the opportunity to release his spent penis as well.
Your dad panted heavily, actually quite exhausted from the force of his orgasm. He looked at you with immense love.
"Ben," he began softly. "You might be even better than your mother at getting me off... wow!"
You laughed. "Thanks, I guess." You looked across the floor and saw all the huge ropes of semen that covered it. You smirked. "What happened to not making a mess?"
Your dad chortled, then waved his freehand dismissively. "Ehh, I just wanted an excuse to suck Bill's dick, haha!"
As your dad's meat softened, you moved around in front of him, and the two of you fully embraced. The giant bull wrapped his large strong arms around you and you pressed the side of your face into his brawny muscular chest.
"I love you, dad," you told him.
He leaned his head down and gave you a kiss on the top of your head.
"I love you too, champ," he replied gently.
The two of you hugged for several minutes. Eventually, Bill and Linda returned, and you and your dad reluctantly separated.
Dad went into full business mode, examining his subordinates' paperwork even as his drooping schlong and nuts hung lowly out of his shorts.
After about twenty minutes or so of work-talk, your dad's business for the day was concluded. Bill and Linda headed back toward the offices, and the two of you started to make way for the exit.
"Like I said, not a lot to do," your dad reminded, not even bothering to button and zip up his shorts, meaning his entire meaty genitals were swinging back and forth with each step. "Now we can go home and... relax." He gave you a sensual look.
You smiled at him and leaned in for another side-hug, letting the two of you embrace while you continued walking.
Unexpectedly, your dad came up with a new idea.
"You know," he began. "You'd make a fine bull."
You looked up at him quizzically. "What do you mean?"
"If you, maybe, wanted to be like me, we could help you with that before we leave..."
You were confused, but intrigued. Obviously, you could just use your powers to morph into a massive anthro bull, but you figured it was a lot more fun to let this play out organically.
You stopped, making your dad stop as well. You started feeling up his chest with your front-most hand, sliding around his polo-covered torso and feeling the bulging powerful flesh.
"I mean, how could I not want this?" you said. "You're so amazing. If there was a way to be like you... I'd take it in a heartbeat."
Your dad gave you a wide bright smile.
He nodded back in the direction of the offices. "Follow me," he bid.
You couldn't be more curious about what your father had in store. The two of you walked the long aisle of stocked shelves, past unused forklifts... and your dad's drying cum from earlier.
Eventually, you reached the offices at the far end. However, your dad took you right, toward another set of doors.
You realized this was the entrance to the bathroom. The floor and walls changed to white tile as you walked inside. You entered a main chamber with toilet stalls on one side and lockers on the other. A few wooden benches stood across the floor in front of the lockers. Directly across the room from you, the bathroom opened into a large communal showers.
The walls of the showers were lined with about ten showerheads, and only one of them were being used.
A pair of huge nude bovine workers shared a single shower. One had dark brown fur while the other was cream-colored. Both were immensely muscular and well-hung. They were embracing each other tightly under the hot stream of the water, making out feverously and frotting the underside of their oversized dicks between them.
"Heh! Jim and Quincy," your dad informed you. "They spend more time fucking than they do working, haha. When are they just gonna stop beating around the bush and start dating already?"
Just then, a toilet flushed, and one of the stall doors opened to reveal Bill.
"Ah, Bill," your dad greeted. "There you are."
"What can I do for you, Rich? Thought you were heading home," the chubby bull replied.
Your dad smiled and placed an arm behind your back. "My son would like to become a bull."
Bill raised his eyebrows, then settled into a decidedly sexual expression. "Oh, is that so?"
The two of them chuckled.
You still had no idea what was about to happen.
"What do you say to helping me give him what he wants?" your dad asked sensually.
Bill beamed. "I'd like nothing more." | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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