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Ichigo, the Anal Bride	By : SlapHappy Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 30570 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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This is gonna be the make it or break it point for this thing.

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Chapter 4: Piety

Ichigo's been getting fucked by men for about 2 years. So where did it all begin? When Ichigo was thirteen he had had his first time with his father, Isshin Kurosaki. After the trip to Masaki's grave that year, Isshin was struck with despair. He manages to hold a strong front usually, but even Isshin falls into sadness and guilt at times. That particularly year Ichigo reminded him so much of Masaki and in his blind despair he took Ichigo's virginity.

Although Ichigo forgave Isshin, this was what unlocked the massive ghost attraction to Ichigo. Powerful spirit pheromones unleashed around Ichigo where most spirit creatures had a strong attraction to him. The stronger they were, the easier to resist, but even the strongest at one point would finally go after him. Due to his own father Ichigo would become the cock-hungry bitch he is now. Isshin has held in his desire for his son as of late, but even his feelings are beginning to become too powerful and they manifested recently.

Having followed Ichigo to the Urahara Shop the other day because Ichigo wouldn't tell him, it finally broke. Isshin got lost and found his way to an area behind the hot springs. At one point he say a hole in the wall and looked through it to see Ichigo naked. Isshin had realized what the hole was forand he had two options: Leave right then and there or satisfy the urgres that have been building up for two years. Isshin stuck his enormous cock into the hole and was given the greatest blowjob that he had been given. He left the second he had cum as he feared for his desires.

Ichigo has become a slut of unparalleled caliber and his father was doing his best job to not fall into temptation. Although as of late Ichigo had started trying to become "closer" to him. He was walking around in tight pants showing off his butt more. He was eating very phallic objects often such as bananas, hot dogs, and pickles while also drinking a ton of milk and spilling it onto himself. Finally, the most obvious evidence that Ichigo was trying to come on to his father, he would try to sit on Ichigo's lap to remind themselves of the older days. Isshin has to leave his seat everytime so Ichigo didn't notice his erection.

Isshin one day called Urahara over to the house as he knew Ichigo had started working there and he could leave the shop with Tessai and Ichigo working that day. Urahara knew what it would be about so he came prepared, but he didn't know how little Isshin knew. They back sat across a table from each other as Isshin started talking.

"Hello Urahara, how's your day been?"

"Fine. You?"

"...It's been a strange past few days, but overall I've been good."

"Is that so?"

Throughout the conversation Kisuke just kept his signature smirk on his face.

"Look, let's cut to the chase. I can figure out what you've been doing with my son down there. I'm not one to really object given my past, but I'd just like to know exactly what you're doing."

"Training, Isshin."

"What kind of training?"

"With swords."

"Stop with the wordplay."

"Fine, I've been doing your son and making him scream "MASTER" at the top of his lungs as I fill him with my seed."

"..."

"This has all been for an actual purpose though beyond my own perversion."

"Are you kidding me?"

"No. You see, Ichigo has a ton of spirit pheromones flying around him that were spawned out of a desire for sex. They increase more and more, but for Ichigo they don't go away unless he's satisfied. I don't know what could be holding him back, but even though he's been made to cum so many times by me and other men he can't seem to be satisfied. It must be something psychological, something deep deep down that's keeping him from being truly happy. ...Do you have any idea what that could be, Isshin?"

"...Yes."

"Oh and what would that be?"

"*sigh*"

"You do know this is your responsibility, right?"

"This hasn't exactly been easy for me. I've had to keep trying to resist my son, but he's only become more and more powerful. The more reiatsu sheds from him, the stronger his attraction is. I've had to live with the fact my terrible decision led to him becoming such a whore."

"Hey now, it's not all bad. If you never did what you did, I wouldn't have such a diligent student."

Isshin stared at Kisuke with murder in his eyes, but Kisuke kept going.

"I have to thank you for your hand in making Ichigo the way he is. Not even Yoruichi or Hiyori managed to come close to sucking me dry, but Ichigo? That boy has grown a talent for this."

"Stop talking!"

"When he just wraps his lips around the head of my cock and starts to delicately suck it while licking it, ohhhhhh. It's getting me harder just thinking about it."

"SHUT UP!"

"Is this the same man who sacrificed his life to save a Quincy woman he didn't even know?"

"Ugh!"

"Yet you can't even show your son your true feelings for him."

"..."

"Well?"

"Why can't you satisfy him?"

"It's seated far too deep for anyone else but you. Even if he were to never come to me, this would've happened at some point. It's just been boiling over for three years now and he's about to let it all loose and when he does he'll be coming for the three years worth of filial piety he owes you."

"..."

"How long has it been since you did anything sexual?"

"Three years."

"Oh so you haven't even masturbated?"

"..."

"Well that's good, actually. That dick of yours is Ichigo's birthright and he's going to take it inside of him one way or another."

"Birthright?"

"All children are born with a right to something passed down form their parents. Some get land and buildings, Ichigo's is your family jewels and staff."

Isshin looked at his hands and then his dick and thought about Ichigo more and more. He was slim, but still muscled. He shared many of his mother's traits too. The hair, the eyes, the seductive lips, the firm ass, and his broad chest with sensitive nipples. He realized that he actually did want Ichigo, more than he thought at first. He wanted to fuck Ichigo, he wanted to fuck his son and he was excited to do it as the blood rose enough in his crotch toe have his dick poke so far out it almost tore his jeans.

"Now you know what to do."

"What happens if I take my son back from you?"

"I'll sad to see him go, but I've had my fun at this point and he's learned everything he needs to know from me. It's time he learned from someone who can give him every answer he wanted."

"Thanks, Kisuke."

"Well, I'll be off now."

Kisuke left as Isshin sat there ruminating on his decision he had to make. It was only a few days away until the night the family visits Masaki's grave. Isshin realized he had to find a way to get the girls to leave the house. So he convinced them to stay at a friend's house as Ichigo prepared for that night, seeing Isshin get ready to leave.

Isshin walked back into the house from dropping the girls off and steeled his mind for what he was about to do. He walked into the living room and noticed no one was there. Then he smelled food cooking from the kitchen and walked in expecting his son, he was dead wrong. Isshin did he see his son, but a newlywed housewife ready for her husband to come home after a hard day of work. Ichigo was wearing only sandals and a pink apron with a big red heart on the front. He was cutting carrots on a cutting board before dumping them into a stew he was making. Isshin could not take his eyes off of the round peach that was Ichigo's ass on complete display in front of him along with son's atheltic slender figure.

Ichigo's ears perked up as soon as he heard footsteps

"Welcome back, dad! Do you want dinner first? Do you want a bath?"

Ichigo turned his head back and looked his dad in the eyes.

"Or... maybe... you want me?"

Isshin walked towards this mysterious housewife dutifully cooking dinner and his 12-inch dick was like a rocket in his pants. He stalked his son like a lion hunting his pray and walked up quietly until he was close enough to grope his naked son's asscheeks.

"Ahh! Dinner it is!"

"Ichigo... I didn't realize how firm your ass was."

Isshin began moving his hands around more and more to Ichigo's legs.

"So slender, yet muscular."

To his hips.

"Broad and strong, great for you to bear children with."

"Huh? Ahhhhhhhhhhh!"

Isshin began pulling on his nipples and testing their flexibility.

"Hard and stretchy, just what I'd expect from a slut like you."

Finally he went to Ichigo's asshole and began eating him out to taste him. His tongue pierced the ring and just moved in deeper and deeper.

"Ahhhh, DAD! Ahhhh."

The father's tongue danced in the son's anal cavity for quite a while. Tasting every corner of the crevasse, sampling it for his fork so he could have a full taste.

"Ah,ah, ~ahhhhhh~! I'm cumming! I'm cumminnnnnnnng!!!!!!"

Sure enough, Ichigo sprayed his seed all over the bottom of the counter and sat there panting for a bit.

"Dad, I haven't came from just being eaten out like that!"

"...Ichigo, I've got about three years worth of pent up desire, if you aren't ready for what I'm about to do, you need to tell me to stop now. Otherwise, I'm gonna make you wish you were never born!"

Ichigo looked over his shoulder and panted before smiling.

"Yeah... I know."

Isshin's eyes fired up and he crashed his lips into his son's. Their tongues danced around like those of two long time lovers who had been separated for years. Isshin was on the offense while Ichigo just let it happen and soaked in his father's musk. So much saliva was being swapped they could've both survived a desert with all of the spit being swapped. Finally, they broke apart with a trail of saliva between both of their tongues.

Ichigo put his hands on top of the counter, stuck his rear end out, and turned back to look at his father. Isshin pulled off his shirt, his pants, and underpants as quickly as he possibly could and lined up his monster cock with Ichigo's entrance.

"Dad."

"Hmm?"

"...Welcome home!"

Isshin smiled and speared himself into Ichigo on the first thrust. He and Ichigo started screaming in unison because of the catharsis.

"OOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH."

"OIOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH."

Isshin started thrusting more and more, hitting the walls of Ichigo's hole. He just would not stop, his dick pulsated more as Ichigo's walls coiled around his father like a boa. Ichigo kept trying to prepare dinner, but he just couldn't. All of his dreams were coming true right now and his dad was indulging him. "The only meal you need to prepare right now is stuffed strawberry!" Isshin kept saying as he felt closer to orgasm. "Dad, I didn't bring the cream! It's your job to finish off the dish."

"True enough."

Isshin flipped Ichigo onto his back on the counter so his son's legs could dangle over his shoulders. Isshin's dick still inside his child, he continued his thrusting with the most prideful smile. He continued to stab upwards as Ichigo panted constantly unable to take such a massive tool.

"Ichigo, your asshole feels great."

"Call it my ass pussy, father."

"Ass pussy?"

"It's your replacement pussy for mom's!"

"YOU IDIOT!"

Isshin moved further forward until Ichigo's back was flat on the counter and his knees pressed to his chest. Isshin at this point picked up Ichigo as was and brought him over to the dining table. After laying him out, the vigorous father continued his assault.

"Hah! Da- dad!"

"Mhm?"

"You're gonna fuck me at the place we eat?"

Isshin grabbed both of Ichigo's legs and brought him closers to his dick as he precision pounded more.

"Well yeah, where else do you expect me to eat a well done meal?"

"AHhhhhh!"

"I haven't even started giving you your spankings and you ass is already red. You're so soft, Ichigo."

"I'm only soft because I haven't been tenderized properly, dad!"

"WELL LET ME GET TO BEATING YOUR MEAT!"

Isshin wouldn't stop, he was going crazy. Ichigo just kept cumming and cumming and spraying his seed everywhere, but Isshin stood tale like a stallion. He would not be beaten by his son's orifices and prove to him who he belonged to. With every piercing thrust, Isshin was coming closer and closer he was on the verge of finally dumping his first load.

"Dad, I hope you've enjoyed coming back home for the first time in a long time!"

"I'm gonna enjoy coming to the home my dick has belonged in for a while!"

Isshin finally released his load.

"Hnnnnnnnnnngggggghhhhhhhh."

Every bit of spunk dropped into Ichigo's ass. The amount and smell were so overwhelming that Ichigo couldn't help but shiver in anticipation. Isshin pulled out of his son and went to go put the stew in a bowl for Ichigo. When he was done pouring though he shot his cum into the stew and mixed it together vigorously. Then he picked out a cup and put it under the fall semen from the table until the cup was filled and left the bowl and cup on the desk until Ichigo finally got up and realized he was there.

"Oh thanks for putting this together dad, but I'd much rather just have your cock."

Isshin took his dick and put the head on Ichigo's cheek and then started rubbing the pole all over Ichigo's cheek.

"If you want to have this then you're gonna have to finish your dinner. I mean, how can you have any pudding if you don't your meat, Ichigo? I thought I raised you better?"

Ichigo looked at the stew hesitantly before bringing a spoon of it into his mouth and tasting the potatoes, carrots and semen all mixed together to make a delectable flavor.

"No matter, I'll just have to reteach you the rules of this household."

Isshin kept talking and rubbing as Ichigo finished his stew. Ichigo especially savored the small amount of pubic hairs that acted like a pasta in the stew. The pubic hairs he didn't swallow were stuck to his face as Ichigo would no doubt get more from the cup of semen he was going to drink. The viscous fluid entered Ichigo's mouth and he took it all at once. He wasn't able to swallow immediately because of the overpowering flavor, but sure enough he managed to soldier through and finish it. His mouth rife with the smell of sweaty genitals and it would no doubt get worse as Isshin stopped rubbing to congratulate his son.

"Good job, nice to know you respond well to cock."

"Just yours."

"Heheh."

Ichigo's lips were pursed and ready for the head to touch them as he got closer and closer. But then the 12" member rammed itself straight into Ichigo's taught little mouth with no warning, knocking him off guard.

"Just mine? Don't lie to me."

The older man thrust every sentence following to punctuate his point.

"It's embarrassing to know that your son has fucked so many men and yet not you."

Thrust

"It's embarrassing to hear from an old acquaintance that he was bent over a mllion ways as a method of training!"

THRUST

THRUST

THRUST

Ichigo began gasping and choking on his dad's cock.

"And most of all, it's embarrassing that I let you go for this long. No more though, you're mine now, my son. No one else is going to take you from me or stop me from giving you all of my love."

And at that moment Isshin shot dropped his load into Ichigo's mouth.

"Siggghhhh, we should go take a bath, my dick is filthy."

Ichigo swished the semen around in his mouth and showed it to Isshin until he finally swallowed it whole. Then Ichigo moved towards his dick and started licking around the frenulum and underside to find more semen.

"There's no way your dick is filthy, dad, it's too pure."

"Heh, nonetheless, I want you to meet me in the bathtub in a few minutes, okay?"

"Okay!"hig

And like that Isshin was off.

*Several minutes later*

Isshin sat in the hot water of the bath tub. It managed to fit him but it was only clearly a one-person tub. Ichigo walked in naked and proceed to get in as well. Although instead of sitting across from his father, he decided to spoon with him by laying on top of his father. Ichigo would be the one to break the silence as his legs hung outside of the bath.

"This is nice."

"Yeah, I'm happy we can finally be like this. Not the father and son thing, but the you waiting on my every movement and dick."

"Mhm, just laying on you like this I can feel every muscle on your body and all of the hair of your chest on my back. It feels so nice and makes me wanna keep doing."

Ichigo turned his head back and his dad pulled his lips into his own as their tongues battled. Ichigo started off trying to overpowered his dad by pushing hard, but Isshin knew better, His tongue got Ichigo's from low and then pinned his teenage son's tongue down. Ichigo pulled himself up enough to turn over and lay the fornt of his body on the front of Isshin's as they kept kissing. Isshin's hands reach for Ichigo's taut ass cheeks during this and he began kneading them.

As Isshin began sticking his fingers into the son's ass their lips parted with a long trail of spit. Isshin kept teasing his asshole until Ichigo came onto his stomach.

"Are you ready to hop back on the ride?"

"Mhm."

"It's up to you to do the work now though, I'm trying to relax."

Ichigo stood until he was lined up with Isshin's now semi-erect dick. He began to lower his hips until Isshin pulled both of his legs suddenly and Ichigo's asshole landed right on his father's dick. Ichigo's whining and shocked face were something to behold combined with his blushing.

"Ahhhhhh! Why?"

"I thought your reaction would be cute and it was."

Isshin leaned in and started another liplock with Ichigo.

"Mmmmhmmmmmhm."

"Hahhhm, mmmmmm."

Ichigo's hands began roaming his father's chest as he began lifting his hips up and down to continue impaling himself on his father's cock that he loved so much. They separated from each other's mouths and just started licking each other's tongues with opens mouths. Isshin began thrusting upwards to meet Ichigo's hips. He kept thrusting upwards as his spawn slammed downwards, their love-making creating a wet slapping sound as more and more water splashed out of the tub. With water splashing everywhere, their slapping could be heard from the farthest parts of the house, neither man was holding back, both too absorbed in one another.

"Alright here it comes, Ichigo!"

"Give it to me, dad!"

Isshin came inside Ichigo once again and the semen poured up into the boy's rectum. They both sat like that for a few seconds, marinating in the afterglow of father-son bath sex until Ichigo finally left Isshin's dick. As they both were still trying to get a hold on their bodies, Ichigo recovered first and started giving poppa a loving clean-up fellatio.

"Ahhhhhh, Ichigo, you're too attentive!" Isshin cried out as his son cleaned up his dick of all of the semen and smegma that remained. He wasn't finished there though, he latched his arms around his creator's waisted and lifted Isshin up until he was on his neck with his lower half high in the air. The substitute soul reaper kept one arm around the former captain's waist as he started stroking his cock with his hand. As he was vigorously stroking his dad's phallus he stuck his tongue into his asshole and went to town on his father's anus. While Isshin was no doubt feeling the effects of his son's love, Ichigo was in bliss getting to taste while stimulating every part of Isshin's muscular body.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh,Ichigo, oohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The tables had turned on Isshin as his son was giving him a rough salad tossing. He never thought his son could achieve this level of perversion, but he was wrong. His son was more perverted than anyone had thought. Lusting after his own father, wearing a naked apron, drinking cum and smegma, and now eating out a muscular man's asshole, it seem there was no end to the 16-year old soul reaper's perversion. Ichigo had removed his tongue now as well and began nibbling on his father's potent and large testical sack. Isshin finally orgasmed and all of the cum splattered onto his upper body splattering all over his chest, abs, arms, and even his face. Isshin took a minute to breathe before he recomposed himself and sat up.

Ichigo was not done yet though as he had to clean up his father like a good son. He kissed up and down his father's upper body licking up all of the semen on his father's body. Precious spunk was not to be wasted, especially not from daddy dearest. When he was finished licking up all of the steamy fluid he went in for a kiss once again, but daddy moved so Ichigo had to look at him. Isshin held his son's chin and pulled it to face him in the eyes and they stared one another in the eyes before he finally broke the silence.

"Ichigo, slip into something nice. I'll be in the bedroom in a minute."

"Huh? But I wanna keep cleaning you up."

"I think I'm pretty clean now. If you don't go then I'm gonna have to end our love-making for tonight."

"...Ahh... okay."

Ichigo left the bathroom and Isshin got out to dry himself off. He began to slowly approach the door, but stopped as if deep in thought. He then stared at the door, opened, and began walking down the hallway with his naked erection proudly standing tall. His thoughts came to him more and more as he walked down the door towards his bedroom. "I've come this far, this has been three years in the making. I can't let my son down now, he expects this from me." Isshin turned the corner. "I've lost my chance to stop this and go back to normal. I've made my choice and Ichigo's made his. I've tasted the forbidden fruit and it has a delicious flavor. No one else will ever taste him like this ever again, Ichigo belongs to me. Not as a son, not as a partner, but as something else." Isshin held his hand to his heart and noticed how fast it was beating.

"I've never felt like this before. The feeling is similar to Masaki, but it feels even stronger. It's not the feeling of someone who wants to fuck or spoon or whatever. It's the feeling of someone who wants to spend the rest of their life with someone else. I no longer think of Ichigo as a man, I think of him as my..." Isshin reached the door now and the head of his veiny cock was touching the door. Isshin smiled and thought to himself one last time, "My son is right behind this door... no he's no longer my son. He's something else now." Isshin began twisting the door knob. "He's my... he's my... he's my..." He pulled opened the door and entered the room. "He's my..........."

Isshin looked at his king-sized bed and noticed Ichigo prone on his bed. He was lying on the bed in his pose where he was supporting himself with an elbow and his legs bent inwards. Most notably though, Ichigo was no longer naked, he was now wearing a pink lace see-through night gown and a black leather thong held together by a lace at the front. Isshin was gobsmacked by how prepared Ichigo was for tonight, he thought he would be leading the night, but Ichigo was ready to be ravaged. He was more than ready to become a fuck toy for his father. However, Isshin had other thoughts.

"Ichigo."

Isshin walked up to the edge of the bed with his cock hanging out over it. Ichigo crawled over to the cock and kissed its head. He was about to put his mouth on Isshin's head until Isshin stopped Ichigo and then placed his ballsack on Ichigo's forehead before he began speaking.

"Ichigo, I'm sorry for what I did three years ago. If I had known you would become such a slot because of me then I never would've done it. I'm so sorry, can you ever forgive me?"

Ichigo looked down and away from his father."

"...could... you..."

"Huh?"

Ichigo pulled his father onto the bed and straddled his father.

"How could you say that? Do you regret doing all of this with me, dad?"

"Of course not, the past few hours have been the some of the most cathartic moments of my life. I just want to be forgiven for taking you against your will three years ago, you were only 13! Do you know how much guilt I've felt?"

"You're an idiot."

"Huh?"

Ichigo's eyes became watery and he started tearing up.

"That day 3 years ago was the happiest day of my life. It wasn't rape, I wanted you to take me!"

"WHAT?!"

"I looked up to you. After mom died, you took care of all three of us without ever showing sadness or depression. A smile on your face, food on the table, and keeping a roof over our heads. No concenr for yourself, always with us. my admiration for you grew day by day until it eventually turned into love. The only time you were ever sad was the day of mom's death, every year. I noticed it and I wanted to do something for you, but I never knew what to do. You can only imagine how happy I was when you walked into my room that night and took me with your massive sword."

Ichigo began moving down to his father's cock and got on all fours in front of it as if to worship it. He started kissing around it and finally moved to the testicles and began sucking his balls. He put his hands on the erection and worked it hard as he began sucking, taking breaks to look at Isshin and continue the conversation.

"But the screaming..."

"Those were screams of happiness, dad. I never wanted you to distance yourself from me, I've always wanted you to hold me and treat me like your woman so I could comfort you."

Ichigo moved his head forward and stared Isshin in the eyes as Isshin's cocked was attached to his son's face and forehead through the thick layer of sweat between them.

"How could I hate this amazing cock which impregnated mom with all three of us? The semen that rises in it is so hot and viscous, I couldn't live a life without this dick in it."

Isshin stared at his son for a minute before smiling at him with a sinister smirk.

"Okay, so since that's all out of the bag now, I want to make a different apology."

"Huh?"

"I apologize for not noticing your feelings sooner. I apologize for not making the effort to make you mine. I apologize for denying the thing that you've sought for so long and began to seek other men to fill the hole in your life. It's time to fix all of that."

"Dad, what are you talking about?"

Isshin pulled Ichigo up and sat up. Ichigo was sitting in his father's lap with his dad's dick sandwiched between his asscheeks with it being strangled by the thong and only one precise movement from sticking into his asshole. Ichigo was looking down at his dad with his arms around his neck and Isshin looked up at his son with his arms holding his hips.

"Ichigo, I have realized I no longer look at you as a son."

"What?"I

"I'm attracted to your body more than I ever was with your mother. I find the semen rising within me everytime I see you walking around. I've held all of this desire in for three years and I'm tired of holding it in. You suck my semen from me with such enthusiasm, it's like I'm being sucked dry by a hungry succubus, but I don't go down that easily."

"Ahhhhhh."

"Ichigo, I want to be with you for as long as I live. I want to keep stuffing you with my semen until we give Yuzu and Karin some more siblings. I want to wake up in the morning with you next to me in our bed. Ichigo, I don't want you to be my son, I WANT YOU TO MARRY ME!"

Ichigo was shocked at this declaration and stared into his father's eyes. He could see Isshin was dead serious about taking his son's hand in marriage. Although, after Ichigo realized the gravity of what had just been asked by him he did not hesitate to respond.

"Dad, you know it's impossible for two men to get married in Japan... let alone the fact we're father and son."

"Not under this roof... or anywhere."

"Huh?"

"Ichigo, did you think you were being given a choice?"

Isshin crashed his lips into his new wife's lips, pulled him towards himself by grabbing both ass cheeks with his manly hands, and stroking his dick upwards to hotdog his cock in Ichigo's asshole while his head keeps hitting the top of the leather thong. Isshin's hands would not stop just grabbing the butt with reckless abandon, at this rate he could tear his lover's bottom cheeks right off his hips. His tongue would not stop tearing through his young wife's mouth, whenever Ichigo tried to get any edge on his husband, Isshin's tongue would just push his tongue further down as if to say "This is your place, beneath me as you take everything I have to give."

Isshin's assault finally came to an end at they both came. Isshin finally tore through Ichigo's thong as he made his last thrust through his ass cheeks shooting a large load of cum onto Ichigo's back. Ichigo's dick exploded between both of their abs as Isshin's rough fondling and powerful kissing put the newlywed into a state of bliss.

"Good, now that troublesome thong is out of the way."

"GASP, GASP, you're not gonna remove my gown?"

"No, I can see through it and really, it just makes me want you more."

Isshin grabbed the beautiful boy's nipples and began twisting them more and more. Ichigo just began gasping in pleasure and then finally Isshin started bitting each of his bride's nipples and began to suck them. For five minutes straight Isshin alternated between his nipples until they were both dark and pointy.

"It's a shame, there's no milk yet."

"Huh?"

Isshin stuck his cock into the teenager's face.

"Ichigo, what is your role as a wife?"

"To take care of their husband?"

"No!"

Isshin forced his cock into Ichigo's mouth and began pumping in and out while continuing his spiel.

"A wife's job is only to please their husband and give birth to their children. The fact you can't lactate is a shame upon yourself as my wife!"

Ichigo managed to remove the massive sauasge long enough from his mouth to get in a retort.

"I'm sure a lot of women wouldn't appreciate that sentime-"

Ichigo's mouth had once again been filled with his father's smelly length.

"You seem to be mistaking women with wives. Not all women are wives, not all men are husbands! The position in each marriage is decided by the lovers and are you not sucking my cock lovingly?"

Ichigo removed the cock once again from his mouth, but instead of doing it to retort, he did it to worship it. He began licking up every side of it. He kissed the head and kept kissing down his shaft as his hands grabbed the stick and his mouth occupied the sack. He removed his mouth from his husband's sack for one second just to say something.

"Of course I do, your cock is my life now. I only exist to take your cock, your semen, and your love!"

Isshin pulled Ichigo up and smashed his lips into Ichigo's again, but this time he layed his lover down beneath him and straddled himself between Ichigo's legs, lifting both legs up on his arms and placing himself right beside his wife's ass pussy.

"Ichigo."

"Yes?"

"We have yet to give our vows."

"...Alright, please start."

Isshin prepared his throat and began going.

"Dearly Beloved, we are gathered here today, to join Ichigo Kurosaki and Isshin Kurosaki in matrimony."

Isshin began pushing his dick into Ichigo's anal ring.

"If any person can show just cause why they may not be joined together, let them speak now or forever hold their peace."

Isshin kept prodding Ichigo's asshole.

"By the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife"

Isshin leaned forwards and linked hands with Ichigo while they put their faces as close as they could be.

"You may now kiss the bride"

Isshin plunged into Ichigo and began making out with one another powerfully. They held nothing back, Isshin used all of his strength on his new wife to and Ichigo's ass pussy clamped down hard on Isshin's meat pole so it wouldn't leave him. Isshin wouldn't stop, he kept navigating the cave trying to discover anything new. A city, a civilization, even a geyser, so long as it all ended the same way as every other hole of Ichigo's would end up, stuffed with Isshin. Ichigo's legs were locked over his rugged husband's waist so as to not let him go.

The newlyweds went at it four an hour. Isshin never let up, feeling if he stopped for even a minute that everything could stop. Ichigo waiting for Isshin to finally cum and give him all of the essence he had been waiting for. Both man and wife were one, both completing one another and fulfilling one another's hopes and dreams. they were no longer father and son. The bonds of family no longer bound to them, Ichigo was Isshin's wife, the mother of his children and the carer for his loins.

Isshin could only go on for so much longer and it wouldn't be long before he finally dumped his load into his bride.

"I'm ready da- da-"

"What is it, Ichigo?"

"Haaaah."

"Is that how you treat your loving husband? By ignoring them as they plow right into you?"

Ichigo thought for a minute on the right name for Isshin. His husband, who he would love for the rest of his laugh, his former father who finally cast aside his shame and took Ichigo for who he was. Ichigo had what he always wanted and he needed a name for the man above him digging deep into his hole with all of his love.

"PLEASE GIVE ME ALL OF YOUR CUM, da-da-..."

"Hmm?"

"~Darling!~"

"GASP"

Isshin pulled Ichigo's leg up and put his other leg underneath his body so he could angle Ichigo's body to stab deeper into his asshole. He placed the leg he was holding up on his shoulder and stabbed as deep as possible into Ichigo and finslly release all of his cum.

"DARRRRRRRLIIIIIIING!"

...Their orgasms subsided and the two lovers kept kissing as Isshin continued filling Ichigo with spunk. They kept desperately kissing one another until they finally felt it was time to stop. Isshin laid down and Ichigo laid beside him drawing circles on his chest with his finger.

"Ahhhh,,, amazing."

"Hehehe, to think we still have a full night ahead of us, honey."

"I can't believe you went an entire hour without me, father."

"What was that?"

"Huh?"

Isshin pulled Ichigo onto him and pushed him forward so he was in the reverse cowgirl position.

"Dad, what are you doing?"

Isshin shoved his cock right up Ichigo's ass all of a sudden.

"Ahhhhhhh!"

Ichigo's tongue was hanging out of his mouth now out of pleasure and exhaustion. Isshin was finally proving he had the more powerful sex drive of the two and was wearing him down.

"Ichigo, you still don't seem to understand. We are not married temporarily or only for sex play. We are married for real!"

He thrusted up into Ichigo once again.

"I'm sorry, I misunderstood."

"Yes you did, I have disowned you as my son, Ichigo Kurosaki. You are now my wife and accepted all of the duties that come with it. Which is why I'm gonna have to beat it into you now! Until you know your place, we will keep fucking all night long."

"Darling!"

"That won't save you now."

Isshin kept thrusting and thrusting until he came inside Ichigo again. Isshin hadn't recovered fast enough to regain his endurance, but he's got 3-years worth of semen built up in his balls and has plenty to give to Ichigo.

"Don't worry, honey. That was only one of the 40 positions I plan to use. We've only got 39 more to go, or at least until I feel like you understand."

"Ahhhhh."

Isshin started pushing Ichigo into the next position.

"NEXT POSITION!"

"Ooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

It would be a long night for Ichigo.

-The Next Morning-

The rays of the sun shone into the room. Isshin Kurosaki was the only one in his bed, no sign of the last night ever happening. He slow shook off the morning malaise and looked to his side. He noticed that absolutely no sign of anyone was in the bed next to him and he began to feel sadness as he might have dreamed last night's happy revelations. Isshin was about to lament his situation until he noticed his lower half felt weird. He looked at the covers and noticed a giant lump between where his legs were. The lump was moving, but the pleasure was so much that Isshin grabbed the sheets beneath him.

"Shk, shk, slrrrrrp."

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Slrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrp!"

"AhhhhhhhhhhhhhahhhhhhhhhhhahhhhhhhH!"

"SLRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!"

"NNNNNNNNNNNNNRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Isshin had just had a physical release which he realized was an ejaculation. When he regained his composure he pulled up the covers to see a young man with orange hair, slim build, and seductive lips swallowing something. After he had finished swallowing he kissed Isshins dick lovingly and look up at Isshin with his tongue still licking it. Isshin and the boy's eyes connected and the boy opened his mouth to say...

"~Good Morning, Darling!~"

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