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Deep in the big city, it was just another day. Cars zooming towards their destination, people, human and anthro animals, walked down the streets with the usual hustle and bustle one would see on any given day. Among the many buildings in the business district, a board meeting was currently going on. While the speaker, a tall tailed brown schnauzer in a blue suit, prattled on with the excitement level of a Monday morning student, everyone else in the room did their best to stay awake and save face. The giraffe in the room kept swaying his neck, an elephant tapped his trunk on the table and the only human in the room chewed on gum.

“-And we’ll be doing this in order to not only strengthen our overall understanding of the natural world, but we’re also doing it to… Wait for it… Understand each other. Exciting, yes?” The speaker of the meeting kept going with almost zombie like groans of letters drag things on. He searched the group for a response, seeing everyone perk up clapping, nodding and agreeing. When he turned back to his visual slides, everyone withdrew back into their previous positions.

‘Come on… I just want to go home already.’ The human thought. ‘This damn conference has been eating away at our day enough. I’d rather gargle with a mouthful of alcohol after cutting my mouth open then have to listen to this frankenstein looking jackass keep talking…’ He looked around to see how everyone else was dealing with the the issue. Most of them weren’t fairing much better. To his left, a flamboyant peacock in business casual clothes kept flapping parts of his tail open and close to keep himself in check. A lioness to his right whipped her tail around while keeping her poise. Even the tortoise in the room was having issues keeping himself from retreating into his shell.

“... And with that, I can say we’ve covered what we shall be doing when we have to go on our retreat later next week. I figured since we are talking about the company and the current state of affairs, talking about why we’re going on the retreat would be a nice treat, don’t you think?” He said smiling and putting away his files.

“Yes, yes sir!”

“Truly excellent presentation as always!”

“Superb demonstration and explanation!” Everyone showered the speaker in an assortment of praise.

“Thank you everyone, you’re all too kind! Well that will be all. Please have a wonderful weekend!” Witht that, the brown schnauzer packed his suitcase and left the office, gone in a blitz of dust and an afterimage. Everyone let out a huge sigh of relief, eagerly grabbing their content and heading out, ready to enjoy their weekend. The last one to leave being the only human. He gingerly packed his stuff up, making sure all his files were there and to avoid having to speak with anyone directly.

“Hey, Paul!” He flinched at the loud call out of his name. He turned to see one of his office friends, Jerry the giraffe, walking towards him holding various high end liquor bottles. “We’re going to go hit the heavy shack! You wanna join us?” He remembered the last time he went there and wanted to avoid a repeat performance of his memorable singing.

“Haha, thanks guys but I think I’ll be heading home tonight. It’s been a long day and I’m ready to go to sleep.” He reinforced this with a yawn.

“Aww, well go get some rest! But I’m holding you to come with us next time however! I want to hear your version of “Beat It” again!” He and many of the other guys laughed. Paul joined in, actually finding it a little funny. But he already had his heart set on going home and enjoying himself with someone very special.

The shuffle out of the office was slow, having to greet with various superiors and other co-workers he knew. Paul was always respectful to everyone, even with the most upfront and impersonal people. Some would come close, towering over him, which was impressive given his 5’11 height, and tossed his normally neat and combed hair. The nicer would say their goodbyes and end it with a hug here and there. The attention was nice, and he didn’t hate it by any measure, but he was a little more on the introverted side.

After all that, he finally made it down to the parking lot. A hum of the engine to his nice little car and he was driving away. He heaved a heavy sigh of relief as the building grew smaller in his rear view and the entrance to the city grew closer. He checked the passengers seat to his right and smiled at the neatly wrapped blue box tied with a red bow. He was eager to get home and show it off to Pluto as soon as possible.

‘I really hope he enjoys this… I know I will.’ He laughed in his mind. He couldn’t help but feel bubbly at the notion of being alone with his beloved. ‘A nice long three day weekend. The chance to indulge with him. What more could I ask for?’ He was a little surprised at himself for the forward thoughts coming into his head. Was this really coming from him or were the circumstances putting the naughty ideas on his mind? He wasn’t sure, but it wasn’t as if he didn’t mind or welcome them.

The drive was short. Few drivers traveled out of town around the time he leaves work on a given Friday. The rows of concrete, metal and glass faded away, slowly being replaced with the lush grass and trees being bathed in the evening sunset. Only strips of road and familiar homes set on the outskirts of the city were all the remained. Checking behind him, he began to slow down as he came upon a smallish yellow brown single story home’s driveway.

“Home sweet home.” He said to himself, a sense of warmth washing over him as the words came out of his mouth. He stretched as hard as he could, feeling his stiff muscles and bones flex and pop respectfully and letting out a satisfied groan. “Ugh, I think I need to complain about those office chairs. My backs gonna give out at this rate.” He chuckled. Before heading in, he grabbed the present and held it close, feeling the content rattle slightly inside. He slipped his key into the door and pushed open, smelling the sweet scent of home: treats and a hint of fur in the air.

“Woof wooof!” Paul’s ears picked up and a smile spread over his face as the pitter patter of claws hitting the hardwood flooring.

“Hey Pluto!” He watched the yellow bloodhound dash towards him, circling around excited as he could be. Paul happily scratched his head, laughing as his excited friend kept barking happily, rubbing his head against his legs and pushing him further into the house. “Haha, alright, alright buddy, I’m coming in!”

Pluto paced excitedly behind him, tail wagging and and letting out a series of adorable whimpers. Paul placed the present on the kitchen table before kicking off his dress shoes, unfastening his tie and throwing it off to the ground. Walking towards the living room he threw off his belt, pulled his dress shirt out of his pants and unbuttoned the top three.

“Dear god this feels so much better! Come on, you know what time it is right?” Pluto nodded with an excitement in his eyes. “That’s right, we have “Spin 2 Win”! And it’s an extra long episode going on tonight!” He plopped down on the sofa, grabbed the remote and switched to the appropriate channel. “Come here buddy!” He tapped the empty space beside him and Pluto eagerly jumped on the soft plush like red sofa, laying his head on Paul's lap and beginning their time honored tradition.

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Throughout the remainder of the day, night finally came. The sun was gone and replaced with the relaxing dark and with it a nice calming chill of a summer night. Pluto and Paul lazily watched their shows with Pluto laying down on top of him while he was being gingerly stroked by his master. The heat from each others bodys relaxed them further along with the rise and fall of each others chest against one another's. Paul turned away from the tv and looked down to see him happily laying down, tail limp against his leg with the occasional twitch.

“Feeling relaxed huh, boy?” He asked. Pluto turned to face him, eyes partially opened and a slight smile on his face. “Look at that cute face…” He said in a hushed whispered. Paul’s hand went from Pluto’s back up to the back of his head. They both closed the distance and their lips touched in the first kiss of the night. Pluto let at a small rumble that reverberated between the two of them due to the close contact and Paul let out his own little moan. They both deepened the kiss, pressing themselves closer while his hands went back down to Pluto’s back, carefully raking his nails through the yellow fur and hitting the skin beneath. After a few minutes of loving and tender touching, Paul pulled away with a string of saliva connecting their lips. Pluto tried to keep them connected but whimpered as his beloved pulled away from him.

“I’ve been waiting for this for so long…” He said with as a small tingle ran up his spine as the words came out of his mouth. “Hold on a second buddy.” Paul began to get up, forcing Pluto to get off of his chest and move the floor while watching him strip. Paul pulled off the remainder of his clothes; his shirt, pants and socks. With just his blue and black boxers on, he stood above the yellow bloodhound, displaying his straining erection. “It’s been a while if I’m this eager…” He flexed his cock a few times, making it bounce and watching Pluto’s pupils bounce along with every jutter. Moving it left and right and his eyes still followed, swerving in time to his hip turns. “Like what you see, huh?” He laughed. Pluto semi-nodded, still tracking the trapped cock underneath the thin fabric.

Decided he’s had enough playing around with him, he sat down back on the couch, stretching enough for the tip to threaten to destroy his stylish boxers. “Come here, boy.” He motioned for Pluto to come closer with his finger. Pluto barked happily, nodding and panting as he came closer. Pluto climbed back onto the couch and onto his lap. Pluto backed up and Paul grabbed his hind legs, pulling him up so his mouth was level with his erection and he was face to face with a big pinkish red knotted cock sitting below a pair of fine sized balls.. ‘So pretty…’ He thought as the scent hit his nose. With his free hand, he reached down and pulled out his cock out and felt a hot wet nose press against the head.

‘Oh goodness…’ Pluto thought as he sniffed his mates cock. Unwashed smell of dried sweat stuck to him hours after coming home. He rubbed his nose against the underside, feeling the underside twitch along with a grunt of satisfaction from him. ‘My Paul… I want to make you feel so good. Relieve that bad stress of working at the office.’ He tentatively licked the underside a bold and slightly salty flavor hitting him as he took more meat into his mouth. ‘Mmmmhh!’ He gasped in surprise as he felt Paul’s own mouth pay back the attention, licking down his hole to his nuts, kissing and gingerly loving them like he loves to do. A big warm mouth and tongue wrapping around his tender bits as he stuffed his mouth with fresh meat send the poor mutt into a gradual excitement. After a little bit of attention Paul spat out his newly soaked balls. ‘Please don’t stop…! It feels amazing…!’ He moaned around Paul's cock, tasting small drips of cum hit his tongue.

“Fuck Pluto… I think I might have gotten a little over sensitive after a couple of weeks of no fun. “But come on, don’t go slow. You know I really like it rough!” He laughed as he kissed the ring of Pluto’s anus.

Following his advice, along with a little encouragement of some rimming, he went back to work. Pluto slobbered away on his loveres meat, sucking down any drips of cum that sputtered out the tip while Paul continued his own tongue treatment. He pushed down, taking him into the back of his throat with his nose buried far against Paul’s balls. This sent a shiver down his spine, egging him on to double down and return the favor. With his free hand, he grabbed the dog meat, pulled it backward and swallowed it down to the knot. With all the experience and times he’s done this, he didn't worry about his gag reflex or his throat straining too hard. The doggy cock slipped all the way down his throat, being squeezed by his experienced flexing muscles.

Pluto howled around his own cock in delight, the knot in his mouth already beginning to slightly swell. Paul loved it. The taste, the smell, the heat and size; nothing any human male alive could compare to this pleasure. Despite the sexy view of ass and balls pointing in his direction and just inches away, he closed his eyes and went to work, moving his head back and forth like his mate did, repeatedly coating the cock in a layer of thick spit. He made choking and gagging noises, knowing Pluto loved the sounds and how rough it made everything feel. The yellow mutt in question had stopped giving his own blowjob and turned into putty in his hands: laying his head down on Paul’s leg and panting while trying to make it all last.

‘So close…’ Pluto’s ears perked up with every wet slobbering sound that came from behind him. The vision of his mates face stuffed full of his member and throat-fucked while experiencing the action first hand was too much. He humped backward, pushing himself as far back into the soft throat as possible with strands of cum already spilling out. He pushed harder and harder, knocking Paul’s head into the soft sofa material behind him over and over.

Just as his knot began to swell, Paul yanked him out of his mouth, leaving the poor shocked with the difference in temperature on his cock. It twitched in time to his rapid heartbeat. He turned back, whimpering and looking back between his stiff piece and Paul’s worm mouth, both still connected by t thick string of saliva.

“Ah ah ah!” He teased, wagging his finger with a smile. “You know where I like for you to finish. Maybe next time you can have my mouth. But right now? I want all you got someplace much tighter.” He formally apologized by kissing the tempting meat and setting Pluto down on the ground. He huffed in annoyance, crossing his front limbs in protest. Paul looked at him with his big puppy dog eyes, hoping he’ll be forgiven. He wasn’t budging for a few minutes, still looking away and trying not to make eye-contact no matter how much Paul moved to try to meet his gaze. “Aww, you’re not taaaaahahhhhhh ohh god…”

He looked down to see a yellow paw reach up and brush against his tip. He leaned back and saw Pluto still wasn’t looking at him, but was easily toying with him now.

‘Guess this is my punishment.’ He laughed in the back of his mind so he wouldn’t get a worse ‘punishment’.

He relaxed and groaned as the soft pads of his paws scraped and rubbed up and down his shaft before pressing down on his own heavy sac. The pressure wasn’t hard enough to be painful but Paul wasn’t prepared or willing to push the pup so far, especially with the ‘thin-ice’ he’s currently on now. Eyes shut, he focused on the action and the present taste of doggy cock still in his mouth.

“Ahhh…!” Pluto added a second paw to the mix, clasping his cock in between them and running them up and down the cock, rubbing it down with the remnants of spit from the earlier blowjob. Paul gasped as pressure was alternated; alternating with soft breezy scrapes and grips that made him week in the knees.

‘Apologize.’ Pluto thought to himself as he looked at him. ‘Pushing me so far and making me stop when i was so close.’He put more effort into his rubbing, substituting his hind legs for his front pair for better grip in his pawjob. ‘Come on. You can do it.’ He watched Paul shudder and grip the sofa, trying to hold back. Whenever he was close, he stopped and waited, sitting in front of him until he calmed down. He repeated the process over and over for an unknown amount of time. Pluto couldn’t stop himself from letting out a little laugh as Paul became putty in his paws, both figuratively and literally.

“I-I’m sorry… Please don’t stop!” He flexed his cock, accidentally discharging a thin stream of pre-cum.

‘That’s better. Now then.’ Pluto smiled as he really got to work. He began to grind the heel of his paw across the head while using the other to massage the sack underneath; gently tapping on it before switching places with the other one. He watched Paul jump when he came closer, bring his tongue to the modest cocks head and striking it with hot wet lashes. Paul tried to thrust back into the warm maw but Pluto would back away and wait for him to relax, eyeing him as if telling him not to do it again. He gulped and took the message, settling down as he resumed the action. Up, down, slow and fast. Pluto didn’t stop going until Paul couldn’t take it anymore. His balls tightened and cock strained and with a cry, he began spraying his backed up seed all over the two of them, hitting Pluto in the face, lips and head with the salty treat and himself over most of his legs and part of his chest. He shivered as Pluto capped off the explosion with his mouth, drinking everything he could provide from his significantly lighter feeling balls. Paul gasped and trembled as his sensitive tip was overworked and punished with all the attention he could want plus more.

Pluto smiled around him as the last spurts came out the tired member. He pulled back and gave it gentle kisses all around the shaft before leaving one last kiss on the very tip top, receiving one last twitch goodbye. He stepped back to watch his man and wait for a reply. While he waited, he licked up the resulting cream off like ice cream. Off his paws, nose, and anywhere else his long tongue can touch. Namely everywhere. Using his strong nose, he sniffed out any that might have gone flying, using his ears like a divining rod to search for the missing drops of juice.

Paul in the meantime let his heartbeat come back down, enjoying the heat of the moment and small chance to relax after such an assault. He still felt horny, especially after just blow/pawjob after waiting over a week. He sighed as he grabbed his cock, still a little too sensitive to go for any attention at the moment.

‘That’s fine, I know something that’ll be even better. But first things first.’ He said to himself. He excused himself, holding back a chuckle as Pluto was still on the hunt in radar mode. He hobbled over toward the kitchen and grabbed the gift he placed there earlier. He grabbed it and returned to the sofa, sighing as his still work stiff muscles ached. ‘At least I know I’ll be getting a lot of good sleep when the fun is over.’ He chuckled to himself. Using two fingers he gave a sharp whistle and caught Pluto attention. The pup eagerly came over, tail wagging and any pretense of anger in him long gone.

“Hey boy. Got a little something special for you.” He grinned as he watched his black tail wagging as hard as it could. He undid the ribbon and took the top off and displayed a long, elegant looking black tie. The material looked very smooth but the thing that caught Pluto’s eyes was the dead center of it. Surrounded in a golden heart are the letters “P&P” in a stylized manner, like it was written in someone’s own hand writing. His mouth practically hit the ground as he looked at the beautiful gift in front of him. “Like it? I wanted to get you something special and thankfully the store that does my suites were having a really nice sale for handmade pieces. The tie was a really simple pick and I even have ten or so exact copies so you’ll always have one to we-”

He didn’t get a chance to finish as Pluto jumped at him, knocking the air out of him and assaulting him with salty happy licks mixed in between excited barks of appreciation. He grabbed him by the cheeks of his face and gave him a big sloppy kiss on the lips before pulling away.

‘It’s so beautiful! They look so nice and elegant and just just….!!!’ Pluto was having a harder time trying to express his thoughts before he could make them in his head. But he understood Paul got the message loud and clear.

“Good to see you like it so much, hahaha!” He had to hold the precious pup back and check to make sure the tie wasn’t messed up in the tackle. “I know you’re eager to put it on, so come here and hold still, okay?” Pluto’s two pairs of flappy ears wagged hard enough for him to feel a slight breeze until he finally stopped. He stood as still as he could and Paul slipped the tie around his neck while being mindful of his collar. Like an expert, he flipped folded and tied the knot and pulled it up just enough so it was both comfortable and firmly on his neck. “Annnd, there we go. Perfect! Just look at my special man!” Pluto began striking poses, switching from dignified to uppity to his normal self while admiring his present. “Now, before I give you your other present, I need to go fetch something for myself. Stay here and I’ll be right back, okay?” With that said, Paul got up once again and left, heading to the back of the house.

Now alone with his thoughts, Pluto held up the marvelous clothe to the light, almost shying away from the glimmer coming off of it. His heart felt like it would jump from joy at the moment. Or dance to his favorite tune.

‘This night has been amazing. How could it even get better?’ His prayers were answered when Paul came back to him, boxers gone and replaced with a snug looking black jockstrap and socks. His heart nearly stopped and a new rush of blood filled his cock right back up to the limit.

“Like what you see?” He turned around and gave his left cheek a hard slap and shaking it a little. “I can see you’re into it, haha.” He walked over to the sofa and bent over, showing off his fair sized ass to the horny dog. “Come and get it.”

Pluto wasted no time and jumped onto him. As thin as his body may have looked, Paul felt all the muscle and fat that was hidden away from view. He humped, trying to slide inside but his eagerness betrayed him and made it harder to aim. Pluto growled and whined as he kept slipping and brushing over the crack of his ass. Paul wiggled underneath, trying to help but Pluto held him down, a message to let him do all the work and to sit there and take it. He obliged and patiently waited, trying to ignore his straining cock.

After a little over a minute, Pluto finally made contact. The tip pushed against the tight ring of muscle guarding it. He slowly pushed in, desprate to make sure he didn’t accidentally pull out and have to retry all over again. He probed harder, panting as he began going deeper and deeper until his knot finally made contact with the outside.

‘I want to fill you up so much…’ He pulled out just short of halfway and slide back in, much easier this time. As he bottomed out , he felt the telltale sign of lotion sprayed into the warm wet hole. He pumped harder, pulling more of the lube around him and making the pounding easier on the both of them. Pluto panted and groaned harder, trying to hold in his backed up seed as he got into his rhythm. All he focused on was the slippery hole of his mate taking him just short of the knot.

“Yeah, that’s it! Fuck me like you mean it!” He egged him on. He tightened his hole through the slippery wet pounding. He had to grip the sofa as his prostate was scrapped by the blunt end of his doggy cock. Paul almost bit down to hard on his tongue trying to ignore the urge to grab his cock and beat it off in tune. He could feel bit of cum being pushed out in between every other thrust. Pluto barked, ordering him to stay in place as he went faster and faster, packing him full meat and threatening to add his knot in.

‘Oh god… Oh fuuu…’ He thought as the need to finish creeped up. With the height difference between them, Pluto kissed and licked the small of his back, sending shivers up and down his spine.

“I love you to…” Paul moaned as he felt the knot grinding into his red sore hole.

Pluto stopped and turned around, maneuvering around him and pushed his cock back in with their bloated balls touching and being ass to ass. Paul’s eyes widened as the knot went in and expanded, pressing down hard on his prostate as a torrent of thick cream began filling him up. The happy bloodhound howled in triumph with his throbbing balls emptying what felt like the load of a lifetime. Pressure built up in the pit of Paul's stomach and topped off with a fat knot firmly stuffed up his ass, knotted and bred like a bitch. Pluto’s climax slowly came to an end with a deep sigh and knot firmly in place with no way to pull it out until it decided to deflate.

“Fuck me… You really did fucked me good buddy!” He laughed as sweat dripped down his brow. He tried squeezing on his cock but his ass felt to tired and sore to add any more grip. Pluto groaned as he became sleepy and groggy from finishing as hard as he did. “I guess I don’t need to ask if my ass was any good, haha.” Pluto sighed and lazily tugged him backward, feeling his cum slosh around his cock. Paul pulled back. Then Pluto. Then Paul again.

The two came into a small tug of war with Pluto’s cock and knot being the rope between them. One particular pull was hard enough for Pluto to pop out with a loud wet gasp of air coming from Paul's ass. He shivered as his newly gaped hole dripped with jizz and lotion and hollow without his lovers cock stuffed into his colon. Paul flopped onto the ground, tired but satisfied with his endeavor tonight. Well partially. He looked down at his cum soaked jockstrap and his erect cock pointing up, loud and proud even after such a pounding. Just as he was about to grab it, Pluto pushed his hand out of the way and got on top, aiming himself over the free cock.

“Hey, you don’t have to” Once again, he was cut off as Pluto sank down, taking him down to the hilt in one go. “Ah! Oh fuck…!” He hissed as his cock was wrapped up in a nice tight space after just having his own properly pounded. He bounced on top, groaning and grinding down as Paul felt a rush of cum up his shaft and firing blasts of watery seed down the pooch’s poor tight hole. He wasn’t quite done as he kept bumping and going, even as Paul told him over and over he came and give his cock a break.

A few minutes later, and a second climax over Paul’s face and chest this time, he calmed down, laying on his sticky chest while a big pair of arms wrapped around him.

“You… really loved that huh?” Pluto responded with a small whine. He looked down at the drowsy yellow dog. He petted him over and over, running his hands down the path of his soft fine fur. The pup was already gone into a nice deep sleep. “Guess I’ll take that as a resounding “yes” huh? You cute little yellow fuzz ball.” With some effort, he stood up off the ground while carrying him in his arms with some maneuvering. “Wow, you’re really out cold huh?” Pluto was snoring away, sawing some really thick logs like nobody's business.

‘... My… Love…’

Paul took the satisfied hound into their bedroom, ready to go to sleep and enjoy a good end to a long tiring day. “I’ll worry about cleaning up tomorrow.” He turned off the lights and tucked away in the blankets with Pluto, cuddling up to his warm fuzzy body and falling into his own slumber.

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