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It was a cloudless, sunny day, and the sounds of basketballs hitting the pavement and people shouting at each other for openings and defensive plays drifted over the copse of bushes about twenty feet away from the courts. The bushes afforded a decent amount of privacy, hiding a small clearing where a picnic table stood; there were only a couple surrounding park trails that came near the thickets, so the picnic table didn't get much foot traffic, making it the perfect spot for this particular rendezvous.

Amos was bent over the wooden picnic table, his shorts and boxer briefs around his ankles while his shirt had been cast aside. Sweat clung to his black and brown fur as he repeatedly pushed himself back along Caleb's length in tandem with the Labrador's humping, actively swallowing the younger dog's cock in his ass.

"Yeah, unf! Fucking...take that knot," Caleb grunted, holding a fistful of Amos's fur in one hand and gripping the bison's waist with his other. The Labrador had kept his own shirt on but dropped his shorts to the ground, leaving him bottomless as he thrust his hips back and forth to powerfully pump his erect cock, knot and all, into Amos.

"Oh yeah...breed me," Amos huffed dreamily as a light breeze blew past them and rustled the bushes concealing them from view. His hole stretched again and again as Caleb hilted himself to the root of his cock in Amos's large ass; the loosened sphincter greedily, effortlessly swallowed the tennis ball-sized knot with wet glorps and shlps before Caleb yanked it out again, drawing out the lips of Amos's anus with a moist pop, all while the canine's balls slapped against Amos's own low-hanging knockers. On every thrust in, Caleb's cock would press perfectly on his prostate and fill him to the brim, and Amos was practically ravenous for more. "Mmmf...that's perfect, right there...ooohhh fuuuhuuuhuuuuck...yeah, boy, keeping fucking just like that..."

Caleb paid no mind to the yells of "I'm open!" and "Grab it! Grab it!" that emanated from the nearby basketball courts--the only sound on his mind was the rhythmic plap-lap-lap of his thighs bouncing against Amos's hips.

"Mmm...fits like a glove...tight, warm, and so fucking smooth," he growled, luxuriating in the wet, hot, satin-like grip of Amos's insides snugly wrapped around his cock. Every rippled ridge of the bison's fleshy innards was like a sweet, gooey kiss on his sensitive shaft, coaxing him closer and closer to the edge of bliss as he kept ramming himself into Amos. "Such a good fucking hole...that's all you are...and you fucking love it...being a good cumdump for me..."

"Oh fuck yes," Amos snorted pridefully and clenched down hard, as if milking the cock that was pumping in and out of him. "Looooove having that...big fucking dog dick in me," he grunted. The large bison leaned further against the picnic table for support, gripping the far end of the boards with his thick fingers as he jostled back and forth along the rough wooden surface.

"Hehe, it's like--mmf--your ass was made for having dog dick in it," Caleb growled. Even though the 20-year-old wasn't as built and burly as Amos, he had the man 17 years his senior completely enthralled by his cock, zealously devouring it with his hole, as if Amos couldn't live without having it in him...so why not abuse the power just a little bit? Without warning, Caleb grunted and pulled out completely with a loud schlorp, leaving Amos's ass gaping hungrily.

"Oh, come on!" Amos pleaded, his hole winking as Caleb reached down to grab his cock by the base.

"Yeah, a good hole like you doesn't like being empty like this, huh?" the Labrador teased--he wagged his dick up and down for a second before slapping it roughly on the lube-slicked rim, making wet slopping sounds between Amos's bulky, round cheeks.

"Mmmm...noooo..." Amos moaned, invitingly wagging his hips from side to side as he felt the thick, bulbous shaft beat like a heavy, bloated drumstick against his anus.

"You love it filled up, especially where other people might hear what a needy little bitch you are," Caleb started before he took aim...and plunged back inside the slippery orifice, stretching it around his knot and earning a loud gasp and an enthusiastic "Yessssss!" from the huge bison under him. "Just...like...this," he finished as his hips connected with Amos's rump again.

"Fuck yeah...fill me up...pleeeaaase," Amos implored while Caleb resumed his faster tempo, gliding in and out of his ass as he humped vigorously.

"Yeah? Want...huff...me to...mmf...breed you?" Caleb prompted between his thrusting. He readjusted his grip, reaching forward to grab one of Amos's horns to better leverage his smaller form on the larger bison's ass. "Want me...to put some...pups in you?"

Amos groaned, his eyes squeezed shut as he submitted to the pleasure. His dick was wildly swinging under him, drooling pre that soaked his foreskin completely, and his tail thrashed against Caleb's legs. "Oh yeah... give 'em to me...please."

"Grr...gonna paint your insides with them," Caleb grunted out, feeling the pressure rising--he was humping faster, rapidly pounding Amos's ass hard as he got closer...and closer. "I've got...hurfff...a whole litter for you."

"I want...I want..." Amos gasped desperately.

"Yeah, what do you want, you big breeding bitch?" Caleb growled through clenched teeth--he was right at the brink.

Amos didn't care about possibly being caught, he didn't care that they were so close to the basketball courts; all he wanted--no, needed--was for Caleb to use him, to dump his load in his hungry ass. "Ungh I want...everything you can give me!" the bison begged.

Caleb thrust again...and again..and then shoved his hips hard against Amos's rump in one final collision, stuffing his knot as deep as he could in the warm, slick, clenching confines of the bison's ass while he threw his head back. "Hnnnggghh!" he howled out softly, managing to keep control of his volume in the crowded park.

"Yeeeeah, there it is," Amos groaned in sweet satisfaction; he felt the thick shaft pulse and throb inside of him, and a dull warmth began to seep into his guts as Caleb's cock spasmed and fired wad after wad of gooey cum. The canine above him panted heavily through his orgasm; Caleb had planted his hands on Amos's back for support while his legs shivered and quaked against the bison's. Even though Amos hadn't cum yet himself, he still felt the warm, euphoric high of being properly seeded by the young, potent Labrador.

Eventually, once Caleb had caught his breath and regained his strength, he chuckled to himself. "Well, let's see what the damage is, huh?"

Amos grimaced in pleasure as he felt Caleb pull out of his ass with a wet glorp, and he clenched to keep the hot, goopy load inside. The Labrador sank to his knees in front of Amos's exposed ass and gently traced a finger over the puffy and well-fucked pucker. "Go on, push it on out," he said encouragingly.

The larger bison did as instructed, relaxing his sphincter and consciously bearing down...until he felt a trickle of warm, wet goo emerge from his hole.

"Yeah, that's perfect," Caleb said, running a finger through the cock slop that dripped from Amos's bloated rim. Wasting no time, the canine latched onto the bison's ass, sucking it into his muzzle and lapping over the sticky ropes of cum that oozed out. With his hands free now, Caleb also reached upward to Amos's dangling, hard, thick cock, and took it in his hands, slowly stroking the meaty shaft and milking the pent-up bison.

"Ooooh fuuuuuck," Amos groaned as Caleb continued to masturbate and felch his own load out of him. The younger Labrador noisily munched and gobbled, suckled and slurped, and nibbled and huffed on the bison's ass, gulping every drop of semen that dribbled into his muzzle before worked his tongue into Amos's fleshy innards and used it to lap and pull out even more of his wad. And all the while, he continued the torturous, methodical stroking along Amos's throbbing cock, coaxing more pre to drool from his foreskin-covered head and fall to the dirt below. Caleb kept up his work for a while...until something rustled behind them, and both Amos and Caleb glanced back to see a sweaty horse wearing a damp jersey and gym shorts holding a basketball under his arm.

"Oh...damn, sorry, I didn't mean to..." the horse muttered awkwardly. "I was--I mean, I..."

The horse trailed off, at a loss for words, as Amos and Caleb looked down at the tent forming in his gym shorts...

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"So, he helped out for round two, and Caleb ate his load out of me when he was done," Amos finished, a bemused smile on his face as he addressed the group.

Around the table, eyes were wide and mouths were agape...except for Keiji. He wore a devious grin and said, "Pleeeease tell me you got that boy's number."

The bison nodded smugly. "Oh yeah--didn't get his name, but I got his number."

"Player! Yes, get that good dick!" Keiji said, smacking Amos on the back.

"Wow..." Leon heaved.

Amos chuckled. "You okay, Leon?"

The older Labrador beamed. "Oh yeah! I mean, I've had Caleb do that to me before, but hearing about him do that to you...damn, I'm glad my boy can please!"

"Well, he's one of my regulars," Amos admitted. "So you've been teaching him right."

"Regulars? How reg--actually, don't tell me, I want to ask him," Leon quickly corrected himself, and everyone around the table laughed. Leon took another sip of his beer before his gaze settled on Dylan. "Alright, big guy. Come on, let's hear it."

The Komodo dragon winked. "Buckle up, buttercup." He, like Keiji, gulped his shot of bottom shelf tequila without complaint, licked his lips as he placed the empty shot glass back on the table, and sighed. "So...let's see, this would've been about a month ago. You know how Hightower Bar gets on Saturdays, right?"

The group collectively nodded, and Nadal said, "Oh, I can see where this is going."

Dylan chortled to himself. "Well, by the time I got there..."