An evening in college
Officer Doberman finds himself a cute otter at college campus and perhaps it was a good idea to work late.
A short story break from commissions. Been wanting to write some Dobbie dick. So here it is.
An evening in college
It was absurdly eerie with little to no students around campus. Classes have ended and most of the student has left, most likely to party or get wasted since it was Friday night. Typical as it sounds, college is the best place to hang out with friends and self-discovery. Sometimes, self-discovery can be a little bit too much.
The sun was beginning to set, the ray slowly faded into night and the street lights were already lit up. Safety lights of the campus turned on with immediate effect, probably one of the campus' security to avoid intruders. Then again, that's also the job of the security guard.
He grunted and adjusted his uniform, torchlight on hand and looked himself in the mirror before turning around to scout the entire campus. "Another night, another patrol. Fucking hell I hate patrol night."
"Don't be such a grouch," his companion punched at him playfully. "You're a Doberman, that's what you do."
"Hey hey," the dog in question pointed his torchlight towards the other canine. "That's stereotyping and being a total speciest. Not all Dobermans are good in becoming a guard dog."
The other canine, a german shepherd, stared at him and frowned. "Is that even a word? Speciest? Dude, I think you need to attend English classes. I heard there's one tomorrow."
"Shut it. Mister wise ass. We got a job to do," He growled and pocketed his torchlight. "I'll take the left wing and you take the right. We got two hours. Meet back to the station after that. Got it?"
"Sir, yes sir. Officer Chuck." The german shepherd grinned. "Back at the station, we're alone. So perhaps we could do something?"
Chuck, as he was referred to, grinned right back and knew what that meant. Both canines knew about their fondness for males and that made every night into an interesting one. It's not easy being the only biggest male in the entire force and when he was assigned as a security guard in a university, he wasn't a happy pupper. Now, however, after the other canine joined, it was bearable.
Standing over six feet, he was proud of his body and he worked for it. Chuck's uniform always needed to be tailored two size bigger and that's due to the fact that he's got those broad shoulders to accommodate. Several times he's had these clothes ripped in half and when he did so, he'd flexed himself up. Every morning, he'd look at himself in the mirror and perform a routine of natural poses. Chest puffed out, flexed and tightened, his nipples sensitive to the touch and then there's his abs. A total work of art. When water ran down his body, it looked like a divine waterfall. Men and women fell head over heels for him but for now, at his current status, he wanted to stay single.
"Officer Manny, that sounds like a good idea. I hope you're wearing that jockstrap that I got you last week."
Manny pulled his pants down a little to reveal that said garment. "Gifted by the sexiest man in the force? I cherish it forever."
"That's what I like about you. Go on, we have work to do."
They parted ways. Two hours was a long patrol. Nothing around but darkness. There were occasional greetings by students as they headed home. Caught a few loitering around the staircase and knowing how commanding Officer Chuck was, they wouldn't want to mess with him. They scrambled to leave and the Doberman made sure they were out of campus. He inspected every corner, every nook and cranny of this building, never leaving a stone unturned and that was his pride and joy. This may be a boring job but it was part of his routine. It's been a while that he'd taken on a wild and dangerous case and if given the chance, he'll be the first to snag it up.
"Officer Chuck here. Floor one to three is cleared. How are you doing Officer Manny?" He spoke through his walkie-talkie.
"Officer Manny reporting. Everything seems fine. A few troublemakers but nothing unusual."
His voice cracked through the receiver but it was still loud and clear. Looks like a quiet night. That's when he saw lights illuminating from the end of the hallway. It wasn't unusual that students forgot to switch off the classroom lights and sometimes, he feels like he was babysitting these young brats. Chuck walked over to the room and opened the door. Just as he was about to search for the switches, he was greeted with a student.
A male student, an otter, height not more than five feet. From his frame, a little on the twinkish side, typical student glasses; a nerd. He was on his laptop and several books were scattered all over the table, took up at least four to five joined tables. Their eyes met and for that brief moment, the otter was scared for his life. He jolted up from his seat and backed away from the hulking mass of muscle.
"W-Who a-a-are y-you?" He stammered away, obviously taken in shock.
"Officer Chuck and you should be back home. Not on the campus in the evening. You do know its way past college hours, right?" The Doberman closed the door and entered, arms akimbo as he stared down at the student.
"Oh, the college security guard. Sorry. I wasn't aware that they patrol at this hour. Um... yeah... sorry but I have permission to use this lab until I'm done with my work. It's crucial that I get it done by today. You can refer to Professor Lani."
"Professor Lani, the big brutish bear?" He said.
"Yeah. Him. He'll eat me alive if I don't hand this over by tomorrow morning. I've been behind my research for the longest time. I'm there. So very much at the end but an equation is wrong and he wouldn't even hint what it was. I'm so angry and tired and frustrated."
Officer Chuck chuckled and placed a paw against his shoulder. "Look. Relax. Calm down. I'm here. Alright, I understand. However, I cannot have you stay here for too long. I'll give you an hour and you have to pack up, okay?"
"An hour...? Hrm... I think I can do with that."
"Hah! Great! I've got a few other floors to patrol so stay here and I'll escort you out." Chuck smiled back at him.
At that moment, the otter calmed himself down and smiled back. He relaxed at the presence of the officer and somehow, his hard demeanor was different from other men that he's encountered. Chuck stood there with both of his paws beside his hips, their conversation stopped momentarily and it was then that the Doberman found something weird about the student. He was staring at him openly. His eyes could bore holes into his uniform if they could.
"I didn't know the campus had such amazing looking guards. I thought most of them were overweight and lazy."
"Kid, what's your name?"
"Oh, um... It's Chad." He replied.
"Sweet name for a sweet kid," Chuck decided that it was time to take his leave and finish what he started as he walked towards the door. "I'll be back for you, Chad." Left with a knowing smirk.
Perhaps it was the uncertainty of the kid or maybe the shyness that was inside of him but whatever it was, the otter definitely had the hots for him. His eyes were all over him, undressed thoroughly in his mind and plenty of perverted images were playing inside. Chuck licked his lips and walked up the stairs. Looks like tonight's going to be a good night and that's without his partner. Not that he didn't love banging that german shepherd but sometimes, they find some unruly students who would lift their tails for them.
This wasn't the first that Chuck had such an encounter before. One time in the washroom while taking a leak, there was a hung horse who was playing with himself. A little of an exhibitionist but nothing wrong with that. As long as it's after hours. The horse had the hots for officer Doberman and that was just the perfect time. Chuck fucked the horse silly as he yelled for his name. After that night, Manny was just a bundle of jealousy because he wasn't called in for shagging that student. Both of them knew what their jobs were and that was to look out for each other's back.
Chad may not be a horse but the twinkish otter looked delicious. As he walked down the upper hallway, he couldn't help himself but fondle his own full package. Every step was a pleasure driven pace and he just couldn't keep his mind off it. Each classroom door was locked, lights were off and nobody was roaming around the stairwell. Another floor clear and by this time around, it was getting late.
It has been an hour since his departure and it was time for Officer Chuck to check on the otter student. As expected, the laboratory was heavily lit, the only source of light through an entire hallway of mellow darkness, the moon was the only ray that illuminated the university.
"Yo', Chad." Chuck closed the door behind him and without the otter knowing, he locked it. They may be the only guys around at this time but there's always the possibility of getting caught. Besides, he doesn't want Manny intruding on his little escapade.
"Oh hey, officer," the otter had cleaned the entire table up. Books that were strewn around were neatly stacked up in a corner and his laptop was the only item that was unattended. "I'm done for the night. I'm beat to be honest."
"Can't believe Professor Lani would be so harsh on his student. Then again, who knew that a big bear like him could have such intelligence."
Chad was quick to respond. "He's not a bad bear! He has his reasons and I want to make it through his class."
"Oh? Sucking up on him?" Chuck winked away.
"No, I'm not. I'm just trying to be a good student. He worked hard to be where he is now and I don't blame him. Then again..." he trailed off for a little bit. "...he's quite the handsome professor."
"I bet he is. Have you thought about how he looked like underneath that heavy coat? I bet he's got wonderful pecs and an amazing muscle gut." This was the Doberman's tactic to plant the seeds of pleasure, in hope that the student would take it.
Chad only blushed and nodded passively. "It's not common for students to talk about his massive bulk. I mean he's got that broad shoulder. His biceps constantly strain underneath his coat and his sausage like fingers was thick all over. Oh god... I bet he's got a fat cock jammed in his pants. I would just..."
The otter stopped his speech and looked up, the sight of Officer Chuck right within his view. Their eyes met and the Doberman licked his lips. No words were said between them but the canine knew what he had to do. One button came loose and another and then another, slowly but surely, the male's body was revealed for the student. Chad's jaw dropped on the ground as he was given the sight of the officer. He's had fantasies of men as big as the Doberman before but never in reality.
Chuck finally undressed and threw his uniform to the side, his entire torso open for the otter to enjoy. "Sorry, you were saying about Professor Lani?"
Was he even thinking about the professor? Hell no! He's got an enticing male right in front of his eyes and his paw couldn't stop itself from moving forward. Fingers touched against the Doberman's packed abs and grazed against his sweaty fur. Patrolling the campus isn't an easy job and it does require some stamina. With that, he was a little musky from it. His soft fur slightly matted with sweat but that was a good thing because that accentuated his muscles even more.
Chad whined and this time, both paws were placed against the officer.
"Boy, come here." He pulled the student up as he backed himself towards a wall. His body arched forward a little as his muscles were laid out for the otter. Much to his pleasure, the male proved his worth by pressing his muzzle in between his giant pecs.
Chuck laughed for a bit and scratched the otter head, earned a soft purr from him. A pair of paws roamed around his body, quick to land against his nipples and he moaned from it. He exhaled and smiled away. "Yeah, good boy. Professor Lani would be proud of you."
Chad wasn't even thinking about the bear any longer. His mind was filled with obscene images of the Doberman, a man of authority and most of all, a hunk of a man that was willing to shag that fuzzy tail of his. "Officer... oh fuck... you're so manly. How could I miss a man like you on campus?"
"Easy. I'm the night patrol unit. You don't see me when the sun's up. As they say, the night is still young and it's Friday. We could do this all night if you want to. In fact, I think my partner wouldn't mind that rudder butt of yours."
Two officers?! That was enough to rile the otter up. His breathing got heavier as he continued to lather pure sexual lust towards the bigger man. Lips pursed around his right nipples while the other paw worked around his body. Fingers roamed all over his muscles, getting familiar with every nook and cranny of his sinewy body, wanted to please this male as much as possible. Both cocks were trapped within its confines and it was getting much harder to conceal such lengths.
The tinkle of the belt, the unzipping of trousers, Chuck was naked from head to toe. He found no use of undergarments and rarely wore them unless it was for special occasions or formal wear. When he's at work, its freeballing all night long. When the sight of that Doberman cock came to view, Chad gulped several mouthfuls of saliva. He was half erect and that piece of meat was bigger than what he'd expected.
Without a moment to lose, the cute otter went down on his knees and muffled his cries with canine pleasure. Chuck growled lustfully, licked his chops as he was serviced down below. He started off slow but began to grow accustomed to his size. Lips pursed at the tip and slowly engulfed the middle, the girth and length of it nearly choked the poor mustelid but he was a determined otter.
His eyelid slowly closed shut as he enjoyed the thick meat that was offered to him. A cute and adorable squeak uttered out as he gobbled even more of that cock.
"Knew you were a good cock slut. Isn't your first time, I presume?" Fingers around the otter's head and scratched in between his ears.
He shook his head and wore that fact proudly. Both paws around the base and he already felt the knot pushing out of its sheath, stroked the man with all his might and the reward was substantial. Rivulets of cum sloshed in his throat and downed like a champ, his tongue coiled and licked all over that cock, he practically devoured everything.
Chuck lifted the otter's head up and with just his eyes, he painted an entire desire to submit to a police officer. Hell, didn't know that a slut like this actually existed in this college campus. Chuck had his fair share of sex to load of final year students but this guy oozes with the name of slut fest. His partner will definitely enjoy this but first, he has to sample the goods.
Chad continued to suckle like an infant, enjoyed every droplet of pre that was offered to him and even more. His cock stood like out a sore thumb but he had to admit, for an otter of his size, he was packing quite some goods. He'd seen bigger cocks before but not many on small guys. The otter had one paw around the canine officer while the other furiously stroking himself. Chad couldn't help himself but indulge in every sinful desire. Pushed his muzzle downwards and eventually, got everything inside of his muzzle. It may have taken a few tries but by gods it was good.
Chuck's legs wobbled from such pleasure as he groaned deeply, making his eyelids flutter like butterfly wings but it didn't stop there. The male stayed in place and worked his tongue out like a pro. Fucking hell! This guy isn't an amateur. Every flick and slurp of his tongue made him tremble and each passing second was an agonizing display of perseverance. He didn't want to cum but this was too good.
"H-hey... I-I'm gonna c-cum..."
Chad pulled his muzzle halfway through and looked him in the eye. No words were exchanged between them and he continued his ministration. Down he went, his muzzle made into a makeshift suction as if trying his hardest to milk the cum out. The officer felt his balls rising up, his muscles trembled and paws gripped at the otter's head, made sure that this male took everything in but apparently, Chad had other plans for the giant Doberman.
"Fuck Fuck! C-cum!! Ahh!! What the?!"
Chad pulled himself off within a split second.
"W-What the fuck! Get your muzzle back in here, mother fucker!"
The otter smiled like the devil and watched at the distressed officer. Oh, he loved the sight of a deprived male. Just when they're about to cum, give them blue balls and that's what happened to officer Chuck. The canine was panting like a marathon runner, his fur matted with sweat and most of all, his extremely throbbing cock. It pulsed angrily with pre cum dripping down from the tip, his knot was fully formed but the pleasure wasn't there.
"Get back here!" Chuck roared and lifted the otter up.
Instead of feeling afraid for his life, Chad remained composed. "Oh, you wanted more?"
"You dare keep me like this? You've got some nerve. Grr!! This officer is gonna pound you so hard that you'll feel like till next semester."
"That's what I was hoping for." He licked his lips and pulled himself off.
Chad leaned over towards a desk and spread his ass cheeks open, turned his head over and cajoled the Doberman. "Fuck me."
Officer Chuck slapped against that ass and pried his butt cheeks open. "You're just a slut. A big fucking otter slut. This is your game? Well, be prepared for the consequences. I'll fill you up. You want that?"
He actually wanted it. Chad wanted to be filled and for the longest time, being fucked by an officer was part of his fantasy. No explanation required because the canine didn't even give him that opportunity. His cock slammed inside of the otter and all he used for lube was his own pre cum and that sloppy blowjob that was offered to him. Even through all that, the cute otter student actually managed to swallow everything in.
It sucked him in like a vacuum and took in at least more than half of his malehood. Chuck shuddered and had to momentarily stop himself from going forward. He was already on the verge of orgasm but didn't want this to end prematurely. Besides, Chad boy here wanted a good fuck and that's what he's going to get. Paws grazed along the curve of the male and gave his succulent butt cheeks a hard slap.
This, in turn, made the otter squeak and moan. His ass jingled from it but that was far from the kinks that this man wanted. Chuck slammed his hips forward and that thrust alone had him hilted down to the base of his knot. It was difficult getting it in but sooner or later, the boy will accommodate his size.
"You ready? Cheeky bastard." The Doberman said.
Chad turned his head around and licked his lips. "Do your worst."
"You're kinky, you know that?" Chuck started to move. He watched with glee as his cock entered into that sweet ass of an otter and pulled out momentarily, entered back in and he gained a good rhythm.
The Doberman may be a giant brute but he wasn't going to hurt the man. He knew how gifted he was down below and after several failed attempts at finding a good bottom, he finally realized how important it was to prepare his partner. However, the otter turned out to be a massive size queen. Chad practically slammed himself into the Doberman and for the split second, the officer wanted to pull out to check up on him. Instead, all he got was a stern look.
"Who knew that a nerd like you could take up a cock like mine," hips slammed and began to pound with earnest. Each time their bodies smacked into one another, both felt the utmost pleasure of bottoming and topping. Chad had to grip at the edge of the table to keep himself from falling over and while he couldn't wrap his paws around his own cock, it wasn't needed. In fact, Officer Chuck kept hitting his sweet spot every so often that he was dripping pre uncontrollably.
That fat otter cock swings up and down with each pound of the canine, dripping pre onto the floor, betraying his body but wallowing in the lust and sex of his massive partner. Chuck growled like an angry canine, thrust his body forward and threatened to pop his giant knot in but he had to hold back.
Tight like a vice, it was difficult to keep himself from losing to the throes of orgasm. His ball sac moved up and down, cock seesawed into the otter and what made this better was how willing the boy looked. Tongue rolled out of his mouth and was drooling down the table. Pleasure wrote all over his face and he wanted nothing more than this to continue on. His glasses placed aside, proclaiming the good word of his wonderful senses.
"So big! So thick! Fuck me with that thick cock. Ahh! How could I have missed such a wonderful piece of meat? W-We need to do this more often."
"Grr!! Gladly!" The knot actually went in halfway through but the resistance was strong. However, nothing could beat the sexual desire and determination of a Doberman. "You ready for my knot?"
"Hell yes! Give me that giant cock!"
"Get ready, bitch!"
It took a few tries and even then, he couldn't take it up. Chuck yanked the otter up and held him by his chest, licked his neck and arched his back. "Take it. Take it!"
Chad couldn't feel his body any longer but he was happy, he was actually content with the rough fucking that he received and wanted that knot very much. He whined loudly and suckled on the Doberman's stray thumb. Each muffled cries was music to his ears, every wonderful moan kept him going and that was more than enough of a push to pry that ass open.
Paws around the otter's chest, he groped at them and made good use of it. His knot was swollen to a point that it hurt but he managed to realize that ache when he popped right into his sweet otter boy. Chad actually cried out in pain and pleasure when he felt that giant ball of pleasure inside of him. He's taken knots before but when it comes to a man as big as Chuck, it didn't make it any easier.
Tears slipped from the corner of his eyes as he felt the sudden intrusion of the Doberman. Yet, nothing beats the very fact of how full he felt. The throb of that aching cock, pulsed deep inside of him and not only that, at the edge of releasing a flood full of cum. It felt like a giant spear had impaled into him and that was putting it mildly. Everything changed when the Doberman roared like a feral beast.
His cock tugged in and out with little leeway of moving but that didn't stop his ultimate end. The first blast of cum filled the otter up and Chad actually felt it. The warm and powerful blast coated his inside and this followed with a powerful slam to the base. That canine knot had made its claim and couldn't move any longer. Chuck was rooted to the ground with his muscles flexed right out. The otter actually felt the strength of this male and actually loved it. There's nothing more enticing and intimate than having a dominant muscle male craving for an ass like his.
Each warm spurt of cum felt like an uncountable amount of dopamine surging into his body. Chad couldn't move his body since he was being held up by the officer but he preferred it this way, far better than laying down with his ass cheeks spread wide open. That fully formed knot was just amazing and made a perfect plug deep inside. Not a drop of cum seeping off, every ribbon of it had coated the otter's inside.
Chad couldn't hold himself any longer and caved to the wonderful pleasure that was given to him. His cock pulsed against his belly but each time Chuck punishes his amazingly sensitive prostrate, it placed him on the brink of release and boy, did he release. His shaft jumped up and down like a playful toy, planted his own seed onto the table below and he shot pretty far ahead.
He's had amazing sex before and those kinds came in rarely. For this, it was definitely a benchmark. After a minute of orgasm, Chad's cock was left to tend to itself, dripping cum as it trailed at the tip. The lab table was covered with a fair amount of cum and this was going to be hard to clean up. Then again, he could care less.
Officer Chuck moved not a muscle but breathed down the otter's neck, occasionally licking his nape and tried to reach for his jugular vein. He was always up for a little predator-prey play and knowing the otter - even if it's only for a few minutes - he was up for it. Chad moaned silently, lowered his voice down but most of the time he was muffled by a giant paw.
Seconds turned to minutes and they held each other for at least ten. Finally, Chuck was the first to let the otter go and was left on the table, grinned from ear to ear.
"How long will this take?"
Chuck shrugged his shoulders. "Dunno. It depends on the partner. If you continue to grip against my cock, that's never going to pop out. I'll be more than willing to pound your ass again and fill it up to the brim but that's probably later."
"If you keep that up, I might consider taking up that offer."
"Mother fucking otters."
Chad laughed and wiggled his butt for a little bit. "You know, if you want to share, I might consider trying it out with your partner."
"You know, I'm beginning to think that your grades came from sucking off your professor," Chuck questioned.
"Heck, no. Everything I do is from my own effort," that's when he trailed off a little bit. "But I wouldn't mind having some fun with Professor Lani."
"Mmm... you keep that up and maybe... just maybe... you might get lucky with him."
It was just a thought but that was enough to have him shudder from head to toe.