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May 9, 2017

After seeing the prompt of Connor wearing a dress I can’t get this idea out my head. 

He’d use it as a disguise to sneak into some estate during the reception to steal some important documents for the Brotherhood. 

Although there was one problem – his father, who was also there. When he saw Haytham, Assassin quickly decided to leave this place before he could be noticed.

“Excuse me but I have to go,” Grand Master heard a high-pitched but still very familiar voice. He turned around and the expression on his face changed from shocked to naughty when Templar recognized his son, dressed as a woman for some reason. 

“Very interesting,” he thought to himself. “What are you playing at, boy?”

“Let go of me!” Mohawk shouted at a random man who grabbed him by the elbow before Assassin had time to protest. 

“This lady is with me, Sir. I advice you find yourself another little bird,” Haytham suddenly showed out of nowhere, making Connor cringe as father’s hand hugged his waist. Although he sounded calm, young Kenway knew when Templar was threatening someone.

“That was close,” Haytham drawled, looking at his son with curious smile as they entered the nearest empty room. 

“Why did you bring me here, Sir? And get your hands off me!” Connor yelled, still attempting to hide his face and flushed cheeks.

“It’s not what you said last night, boy,” Templar scoffed, coming form behind to place his hands on his son’s bottom, “while I was fucking you into the mattress,” he added seductively, his warm tongue tickled Connor’s ear. 

Assassin’s breath hitched in his throat as father slapped his ass, making a surprised moan escape his lips. 

“You know I really don’t care what are you doing here in this outfit but I must say it suits you more than I could ever imagine,” Templar whispered, curling his fingers in son’s hair. “You look… sexy.”

Young man gulped when his now bare ass (skirt was lifted up) was pressed against Haytham’s crotch and he rolled his hips a bit, testing the waters. He liked the sound his father made when he did it. 

“You little brat!” Grand Master yelped, exposing his cock so he could slide between Assassin’s buttocks and they became slick from his pre-come. His right hand found its way under Connor’s dress and squeezed his semi-hard member. 

Young man shuddered, liking the idea of his father coming down straight to business. But he was wrong, assuming Haytham would stop being a teasing prick. 

“Take me,” Mohawk begged quietly, bending over the table. 

“Take you where? I don’t follow. Do you want me to take you to my headquarters?” it was clear that Templar was mocking him. 

“Fuck me already!” Connor screamed in frustration and anger. 

“As you wish,” Grand Master spread his buttocks and was thankful for Connor being stretched from last night as he shoved his dick up boy’s ass. “I’m curious of what your fellow assassins or native friends would think if they saw you right now, bent over the table in a dress, fucked by an older man – your greatest enemy by the way… and most importantly – your own father?”

“Don’t say this,” but despite his words Assassin’s body winced at the thought.

“It’s so wrong…”

“But it feels so good, right?”

“Oh, yeeesss, fuck! I’m gonna come!”

“Do it!” Haytham hissed, feeling his son’s sperm splashing over his fingers before he allowed himself come on the bronze skin of his bottom. “Can you keep this dress? I definitely want to see you wearing it again.”

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May 6, 2017

Frotting is one of the most arousing things for me, especially between two men. I’d give everything to see Connor and Haytham do this.

They have to hide from English soldiers between two houses and that leaves them a little room to move as they are pressed against each other now. Whenever his father tries to shift a bit, listening to the noises and voices nearby, scanning the area with his Eagle vision, Connor blushes immediately, too afraid Haytham would notice the bulge in his pants.

Assassin hopes it’d pass, ignoring the urge to push his hips forward.

“Don’t you think you’re too excited about the possibility of us getting caught?” Templar murmurs mockingly, discovering how hard his son has become. 

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Connor stutters, swallowing nervously.

“Is that so?” Haytham quirks his eyebrows and bends towards Assassin, making theirs cocks touch.

“Oh!” Connor breathes out in shock, bucking his hips involuntary to meet his father’s. 

“Is it the chase and danger that turns you on or me?” Templar coos quietly, not wanting someone to hear them. 

“Both.” Young Kenway has never thought he can be so blunt about his desires but his aching cock is begging for release and he can’t deny it anymore. 

“I appreciate your honesty, son,” Haytham grins, biting Assassin’s neck and humping his right leg. “You know that we have to be quiet, do you? Can you do that?”

“I’ll try,” Mohawk answers, uncertain of whether he’ll be able to suppress the moans. He usually is very loud while his father is taking good care of him, fucking the boy senseless. And they haven’t done it in a long time so it will be even more difficult for him to keep silent. 

“Always so eager, boy,” Haytham sends him a cocky smirk as he grabs his son by the thighs, lifting him a little. Connor isn’t very light in weight but thanks to the wall, Templar manages to wrap boy’s legs around his waist before thrusting his dick against Assassin’s.

Ratonhnhaké:ton has to bite his lip so he won’t make a sound but it’s very hard to hold on when it is his father who does it with that smug smile spread across his face. The fabric is rubbing over his throbbing cock, not letting him think straight. 

“Ah, I’m so close, father,” Connor gasps, gripping the older man’s shoulders, seeing that Haytham is close too. 

“If you think you can take your pants off and then come, let me tell you – you’re wrong,” Templar growls, warning his son with his sharp teeth sinking into the flesh of his neck. 

“You’re always so cruel, father,” Assassin pouts but his hips jerk, showing how much he likes what older man is doing to him. 

“Come for me, boy,” Haytham asks huskily, moving faster.

“Mmmh,” Connor’s moan is muffled by Templar’s palm, covering his mouth.

“You can just bite me if you can contain yourself, damn it!”

And Ratonhnhaké:ton is happy to oblige, clenching his teeth, biting older man by the thumb. 

“Shit!” he roars and that is the last stroke for Assassin.

He huffs as his semen splatters inside his tight pants, not resisting when Haytham makes him fall on his knees, retrieving his own dick. His hand slides along his shaft several times and Templar cums on his son’s lips and cheeks, groaning in satisfaction. 

“Well, that was fun but we still have a mission to complete,” he grins amused at the sight of Connor licking his seed with his tongue. “Come on, follow me.”

“Whatever you say, father.”

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May 5, 2017

I’ve finished reading “Forsaken” and because I’m a sucker for ConHayth ship, I was really annoyed with Lee being such a jerk whenever it came to Haytham’s feelings towards Connor. 

I imagine a scenario where three of them met in the same room to discuss their future plans regarding the fact that both Kenways were working together. Charles wasn’t very happy about it, to say the least. He tried to be as nonchalant as possible but failed. Lee started yelling at Connor, accusing him of being the biggest disappointment in his father’s life, mainly because he was jealous of him. Ratonhnhaké:ton got very angry but hurt at the same time ‘cause since he and Haytham engaged in intimate relationships, Assassin was always afraid of Templar getting tired of him eventually. 

However Connor didn’t have a chance to respond because the next moment Lee was slammed against the nearest wall by Haytham who gripped the hilt of the sword, staring at Charles angrily.

“One more word and you won’t be able to talk at all,” he hissed.

“But Sir, he is just a savage…”

“He is my son!” Haytham cut him off by pressing the end of the blade to his throat. “Now get out of here!”

Lee unwillingly obeyed, not wanting to angry the Grand Master even more.
Connor was very surprised to see his father being so pissed since he was more in control of his emotions of the two of them. But apart from that Assassin was very touched.

“Father…”

“Don’t listen to him,” Haytham whispered when he approached his son. “You’ll never be a failure to me,” he said before kissing Ratonhnhaké:ton gently – again, it was so not like his father. And Mohawk felt how his legs were melting as older Kenway hugged him tight, never breaking a tender yet passionate kiss. Connor could afford to be weak around Haytham, letting Templar push him down on the mattress, and by the way his father was covering his naked body with kisses later, it seemed like he was worshiping it, wanting Assassin so badly. 

Connor was used to the sensation of Haytham filling him up with his dick although today was different. For the first time he could see that his father really cared about him. Mohawk groaned as the head of the cock brushed over his prostate several times. His own member was hard as a rock and young man began to stroke it, enjoying the expression of pure pleasure that was written across his father’s face. It was enough to make Assassin cum on its own but then he heard Templar moaning, “Ratonhnhaké:ton!”

Haytham hasn’t called him by his real name in ages and now Connor was both confused and aroused, blushing from the fact how soft his name sounded on older man’s lips. 

But that wasn’t all. When Haytham was about to come, he hid his face in the crook of his son’s neck and mumbled, “I love you, Ratonhnhaké:ton.”

Young Kenway realized that his eyes started watering. 

“Konnorónhkwa, Raké:ni,” he whimpered in response before cumming, feeling his father finding his own release inside of him, kissing Assassin’s dry lips lightly.

“I hope you enjoyed the show, Charles,” Haytham taunted, looking over his shoulder where Templar was standing in shock. He returned to apologize but didn’t expect to see this. He rushed to disappear instantly, slamming the door behind him. 

“I guess now he knows what you mean to me and won’t bother us ever again,” older Kenway smirked. 

“I hope so,” Connor chuckled, kissing Haytham, never being happier than he was right now.

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April 8, 2017

I want Haytham to teach Connor how to pleasure the girl in a right way. Of course I volunteer to be, let’s say, a test subject. I’m lying on the bed naked with the Templar giving his son some guidance on how he should eat me out. The young Mohawk starts with teasing my nipples one by one and the heat of his mouth makes me give a feeble but lewd moan while my hand is clenching in his long dark hair. What excites me more is the fact that Haytham is watching us, palming himself through the pants, barely able to contain himself and this means a lot to me ‘cause I’m aware of his amazing self-control. Then Connor reaches my inner thighs, covering them in kisses and hickeys as I feel myself getting wet, desperate to be touched somewhere else. His father tells him where the assassin’s mouth must belong and I cry out when young Kenway decides to follow Haytham’s orders, licking my pussy with his oh-so-gifted tongue. I’m close to cumming but the Templar doesn’t let his son finish the job, dragging him away by the shoulder. I’m displeased – however, not for long because after that Haytham kisses Connor passionately, tasting my juices on his son’s lips.

Only by looking at this forbidden union I almost cum without even touching myself. The Assassin groans in the man’s mouth and I can’t take it anymore. I ask Connor to come to me so I can grab his huge cock and put it into my greedy cunt, making him gasp while his father stands near my head, letting me know what I need to do. When I moan again from the Mohawk’s powerful thrusts, Haytham pushes his thick dick between my lips. I can’t be more eager to suck on it, waiting for my orgasm to take over me. I scratch Connor’s ass with my nails and hear him roar like an animal while pumping the Templar’s cock with my other hand. The Assassin cums first, biting my neck in order to suppress a loud groan, and the realization of having his seed inside my pussy also brings me over the edge. I try not to sink my teeth into Haytham’s member, giving him a few more seconds to find his release inside my throat. I swallow everything, smiling dirty, wishing we could have more nights like this.

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March 1, 2013

“Is it bad to wish that I want Haytham to shove Connor to the ground and just watch them fuck each other in a rough, wet, mess?”

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