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This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this story are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are of legal and consenting age; likewise, if you are reading this story you should be of legal age in your respective country.

All characters are my creation, any resemblance to existing characters is purely coincidental and not intentional, please do not use them without permission. If you would like to use them in a story, please send me a PM either as Inja on SoFurry or TheRealInja on FA. As always, I am open to new story ideas or situations with existing characters.

Before you ask...yes, they are based off whom you think they are ;P

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In the weeks and months since his encounter with The General and his wife, Sebastian found business had picked up. By the time Sybil had finally moved into her new home, she was already sporting a rather round belly. Unfortunately, Sebastian had not been asked to impregnate any other loving wives since Sybil, but he had enjoyed a couple rolls in the hay with some that were less than faithful; he had even had to suck a few bi-curious husband cocks to seal a few deals.

His latest lead had come courtesy of The General, on the upper class side of town; the large house was almost a mansion and would be quite the payday for Sebastian if he landed the deal. The owner was Bill Yates, some sort of tech genius that was looking to move into something bigger now his company was starting to thrive.

The first meeting was to be a friendly encounter; Bill wanted to meet Sebastian in a more social setting before discussing business and get a sense of whom he was dealing with. Not that the Beauceron minded very much, it meant he was going to be meeting some of Bill's rich friends as well and it would be a good networking opportunity regardless. At the very least, having been invited to a poker game with some rich fat cats meant he could probably win some cash if nothing else.

Pulling into the driveway of the luxury house was like stepping into another world, complete with the gaudy water fountain and the large heavy wooden front doors. Sebastian was met at the front door by a particularly cute young mare named Kayla, whom was apparently the babysitter. The way she grinned at him was more than flirty, it was almost predatory in a manner and he could not help but wag his tail in a friendly manner at her, but that encounter would have to wait for later the mutt thought to himself.

Kayla led Sebastian down to the basement where his potential new client was holding his weekly poker game, the mare giving the mutts behind a little pinch with a wink before she retreated back upstairs to look after the kids. Even the basement was done up lavishly, dark wooden paneling and a full bar, along with a pool table and large screen television with a plush and comfortable looking lounge set.

Set off to one side was the poker table where five men were currently setting up for the night; a large bull looked up and smiled as he spotted Sebastian standing at the door. "Ah, there you are Mister Cox, I was beginning to wonder if you were going to join us!"

"I wouldn't miss if for the world, Mister Yates!" Sebastian replied with his most charming and flattering smile.

"Please, call me Bill. Come, let me introduce you to the brain trust...or lack of brains trust as I like to call them," the large white bull grinned and ushered the smaller canine further into the room before pointing around the room. There were four other men seated at the table, just from looking at their clothing one would assume they were average blue-collar workers with the plain clothing they wore. But on closer inspection, looking at their watches, phones and even their shoes, everything was actually really high quality and expensive brands. More than a couple Rolex watches among them, even the key fobs for their cars showed no one drove anything less than the latest model BMW.

Bill began to point out the other members around the poker table, first was Jeff the owner of a fancy innovative delivery service, a large white ram with polished curved caramel colored horns. He had a shrewd look about him; there was a definite business mind behind his eyes as he was already looking Sebastian over as if sizing him up.

Next was the youngest in the group, Mark an IT whizz, was a young stag with a smallish rack of horns that was still growing in. He was slender and wiry, almost as if he were still in the gangly teenage stage of life, even with the nervous and almost shy kind of personality as if he was not sure of himself yet. But his own company was growing larger by the day, so whatever he lacked in personality, he definitely made up for in smarts.

Larry was a middle-aged black stallion that was starting to grey around the muzzle, probably the oldest in the group. He seemed accustomed to living a soft life with a bit of a gut starting to form, but he still had an air of strength about him. With a white star on his forehead along with white gloves and socks, another white diamond was visible at his chest along with a thick golden chain thanks to his shirts top few buttons being undone.

The last member of the group was Michael; he was a very mischievous looking rabbit. Almost having a knowing glint in his eye. He had a dark grey coat with black tipped ears, but unlike the stallion, he was still in good shape but it was obvious he was fighting against a sedentary lifestyle.

"Let me cut to the chase Mister Cox, you came highly recommended by an old army friend. He told me of your dedication to making a sale...in detail," Bill grinned at a suddenly blushing Sebastian.

"Did he now, just how much detail exactly?" the mutt asked curiously as he sat down between Bill and Jeff, though it felt like everyone at the table was looking him over in a more than friendly manner.

"Oh you know, just how you're willing to do whatever it takes...or taking whatever..." Bill continued with a leer at the smaller dog. "Not to worry though, to be perfectly frank, so do we. These games are just friendly games; the winner gets great deals from the others companies, while the loser becomes the entertainment for the evening. For instance, last week good old Jeff here had his feet over my shoulders while I plowed him good and hard, all while providing my company with below market rate fees for delivery. Saved me a ton of money on delivery fees and I got to give him a special delivery for free too."

Sebastian looked over at the ram; the older male blushed a little and nodded in confirmation before Bill continued. "If you're still keen to get my business and I'm sure maybe a few others here in the near future, you can join our game. Win or lose, it is up to you and how you play. However, if you think the stakes are too high, you're welcome to back out now and we'll part ways on amicable terms. Sound fair?"

"I'd hate to make a liar of The General, so I'm game. Ready when you gentlemen are," Sebastian smiled and leaned against the table on his elbows.

"That's the can do attitude we all appreciate!" Jeff laughed heartily.

The first couple of hands were just for cash and to get into the swing of things, with the drink flowing the spirits were light and jovial in the room. The group shared stories and jokes, all laughing and ribbing each other every time someone lost or won. Even Sebastian was up a couple grand before the final round of the evening. Even if he did not get the sale, at least he'd walk away with a fatter wallet than he'd come in with at the start. After having played a few rounds with the group, Sebastian felt like he knew their tells pretty well also, with his confidence growing as he thought he could probably win.

The shocking reality sobered him up pretty quickly when the cards were shuffled and dealt again, his hand an unlucky mishmash of cards that couldn't be turned into anything worthwhile. Looking at the young stag, he was also looking nervous, but then he usually looked nervous anyway. Bill was hard to read, looking calm and collected while Jeff was openly grinning at his cards. Likewise Larry and Mike were showing their tells, it looked as though everyone but the Beauceron had something to work with.

Try as he might, Sebastian just could not turn his hand into anything, the cards were not with him. By the time Bill laid out his royal flush, it was over. Mark had held out just a fraction longer than Sebastian had managed to, looking very relieved by this fact before he grinned at the canine.

"Well Mister Cox, it looks as though you lose. Are you still willing to follow through, or will you bow out and we go our separate ways?" Bill asked sternly.

"I'm a man of my word and I will stick to our deal," Sebastian answered, perhaps a little too quickly. The situation only really starting to set in once the five men began to push their chairs back from the table and start removing their clothing. "Fuck..." the mutt whispered to himself as he realized he'd just offered himself up on a silver platter to this group, looking at their crotches they were all at least packing the same if not more than what The General had. Almost reluctantly, Sebastian began to strip as well; at least he was still in rather good shape compared to the rest of these older men.

"Nice ass!" Mike joked, giving the mutt a firm swat as he bent over to step out of his trousers. Sebastian blushing as the rabbit slipped a couple of fingers under his tail to rub and press teasingly against his hidden star. "Hey, I thought you said your friend had sampled the goods? Feels like new back here!"

"That was a couple months ago, I thought Mister Cox here had been sealing more deals since then?" Bill asked with raised brows at the blushing canine.

"Not all deals require going that in depth and I am also known for having a silver tongue..." he replied.

"Why don't you come over here and show us," Jeff offered with a grin, grabbing his thick sheath and jiggling it at Sebastian.

Sebastian followed the five men over to the sofa, kneeling before them as he found his face being guided down into Bills lap first. The large bull grabbing his ears and grinding the mutt's snout against his large black balls and sheath, snorting softly when Sebastian began to lick at his crotch without needing to be told. The other four men awaited their turns eagerly, already groping and stroking at their own crotches as they watched the smaller canine open his maw to take the bulls rapidly swelling cock into his mouth. Soon the sounds of sucking began to be heard as Sebastian worked his muzzle up and down in Bill's lap, even reaching between his spread white thighs to cup and squeeze lightly at his large balls.

"How does that millionaire dick taste?" Bill grinned down at Sebastian, gripping his ears firmly as he slowly bucked his thick ebony shaft deeper into his muzzle. Sebastian couldn't exactly answer or even lower his ears, with his mouth full of cock and his ears gripped so tightly, he could only provide a nice slick hole for the rich bull to fuck.

Bill would eventually ease his grip on Sebastian's ears a little, letting the dog pleasure him as he saw fit. With a heavy pant the mutt pulled back, a slick strand of mixed saliva and precum hung from the broad tip of Bill's cock to Sebastian's lips. In a move right out of a porn movie, Sebastian slurped the strand back up before giving a slow lick along the underside of Bill's cock and sensitive cocktip.

"Goddamn, Patton wasn't kidding when he said you have initiative..." Bill snorted, rolling his head back and groaning as the mutt began to bob eagerly along his cock. Try as he might, Bill's willpower was no match for Sebastian's drive to get the listing. The smaller mutt proving to be too good and dedicated, grinning smugly as the bull bellowed out and pressed down firmly at the back of Sebatian's head to force him down deep onto the twitching and throbbing cock just as his climax hit. Sebastian for his part would try relax, swallowing around the cock touching the back of his throat as hot splashes of seed spattered against the very back of his tongue and almost directly down into his belly.

"Damn, got to get me some of that..." Jeff grinned and winked at a blushing Sebastian, once the canine was permitted to pull his maw from the bulls softening cock. Jeff's member was not as long as Bills, the mutt noted, but he was unfortunately thicker. Jeff was nowhere near as gentle as Bill, gripping the mutt's ears roughly and forcing his mouth down onto a thick eager dick. When Sebastian began to gag and gasp for air, it just seemed to excite the ram even more.

With his jaw spread uncomfortably wide, Sebastian was glad when Jeff didn't last half as long as Bill, though he did produce a fair bit more mess for the mutt to swallow. Already Sebastian was feeling full with the seed almost sloshing around in his belly; looking over to his right he saw three more eager cocks waiting for him to pleasure too. More worryingly was that Jeff's length did not appear to be wavering even slightly, causing the mutt's tail to lower subconsciously.

Luckily the remaining members were the same if not more gentle than Bill when it came to cramming their cocks down the canine's throat. Larry was of course a horse, so even as gentle as he was with Sebastian, the smaller canine would battle to take more than half his thick mottled black and pink length. His lips barely meeting the old horse's medial ring before the stallion flooded his maw with another thick load of white mess.

Once each of the wealthy fat cats had blown their load down the canine's muzzle, Bill stood up and patted the side of the poker table while grinning at Sebastian. Watching the canine service his friends had stirred the bull back to fullness; his thick ebony rod stood stiff from his lap and was once again dripping long sticky strands of eager precum to the floor below. "Mister Cox, if you would be so kind as to stand and bend over for me here?"

Sebastian whimpered internally, he knew what was coming. It wasn't too late to back out, he briefly thought to himself. But he'd already come this far, his stomach feeling almost uncomfortably full of wealthy semen, a load that was probably worth more money than he would ever see in his lifetime. The thought brought an oddly satisfied grin to his lips knowing he'd swallowed something so valuable and now they were about to make another deposit under his tail. With a resigned sigh, the Beauceron took his spot beside the poker table and leaned down with his elbows on the soft green felt top.

"I can see why Patton liked you; you have initiative, determination...and a very tight ass..." Bill snorted softly beside Sebastian's ear as he began rubbing lubricant under his held lifted tail. The canine did not know what to say or even if he should say anything. He was currently in the basement of one of the wealthiest men in America whom was currently busy applying lube to his pucker, making the smaller canine gasp as a thick finger firmly pushed inside him. All while four others of the richest men stood around watching with leering grins and stroking their own eager lengths.

The moment was surreal, Sebastian feeling like it was some kind of fever dream as Bill moved up behind him. The hot firm heat of his cocktip nudging against Sebastian's slick pucker before he slowly pulled back on the canine's fluffy tail while his hips pushed forward. Bill snorted in delight at the tightness resisting his entry for a moment before the canines behind was forced to relent and permit him entry. Sebastian grit his teeth as a cock thicker than The General's began to stretch him wide, sinking slowly in inch by inch. His claws digging into his palms as he dare not scratch up the expensive looking poker table, no doubt it too probably cost more than his own house had.

"Almost...there..." Bill again snorted loudly as his hips eventually met Sebastian's firm behind, feeling the canine clench tightly around the base of his cock. "I must say Mister Cox, you do take dick better than even Jeff does. If you're even half this dedicated to selling my house, I have no doubt you'd be an excellent realtor."

"I do whatever it takes to get the job done..." Sebastian answered with only a slight whine tinging his words. He felt obscenely full at that moment, almost as if Bill was rearranging his guts. It certainly didn't feel any better when the bull began to pull back a few inches, only to sink back inside and making the mutt grunt and huff in response. It damn near felt as if he were trying to force the breath from the canine's lungs.

"I see that, I can appreciate a man willing to do whatever it takes to ensure his client is happy...as often as that might be..." Bill offered, making Sebastian whimper internally again as that obviously meant this wasn't going to be a one-time encounter. Hopefully this would be a very quick sell or else Bill was going to ride his ass, literally.

Thankfully the bull had even less stamina the second time around, before his hips could build up to a rapid pace, Sebastian felt Bill's climax hit. Even for his second climax of the evening, the bull still produced a fair bit of mess, the warmth filling the canines belly in a different manner as the old bull bucked and ground against his aching behind. Whatever relief Sebastian felt when Bill eventually withdrew his softening cock from under his tail was short lived as Jeff stood close by, eager for his turn.

"I think I'll have a go at what Bill did to me last week, lay back and spread 'em!" The large white ram grinned, guiding the Beauceron to roll over onto his back before lifting and spreading his legs. Sebastian did not have to wait long before Jeff was sinking into his well-fucked and slick opening, the ram bleating and huffing in pleasure as the mutt could not help but clench and squeeze down around his thicker cock. With Sebastian's legs lifted and held against his shoulders, Jeff began to withdraw a few inches before bucking firmly forwards, his hips slapping softly against the mutts firm behind and inadvertently making him clench tighter each time.

Jeff seemed to have a bit of a sadistic streak it seemed, when Sebastian seemed to be getting used to taking his cock, the ram would alter the angle of his thrusts to hit new spots within the panting mutt. When even this seemed to become not enough, he would lower one of the Beauceron's legs to expose his bouncing full sack, Jeff grinning smugly as he gripped and slowly began to squeeze down on Sebastian's puppy makers. This seemed to do the trick for the ram however; as the mutt began to whine and squirm, clenching down erratically on the thick cock inside him, Jeff raised his muzzle high and with a loud bleat, he too delivered his hot sticky load inside his plaything.

With a few last firm bucks into a grimacing Sebastian, Jeff eventually withdrew his own finally softening member from the tight canine behind. Even with the promise of a hefty payday, Sebastian couldn't withhold his glare at the ram as he cradled his aching balls. The ram merely grinned smugly at the hobbling canine as he headed over to where Larry was beckoning him over at the couch.

"Don't worry about Jeff; he's just a sore loser. This is the first time in months he hasn't had to be on the receiving end. We were all starting to think he was losing on purpose...,"Larry joked as he sat Sebastian down beside him. "I'm not as cruel as him, but I can't promise this won't hurt you at all...," the stallion apologized while laying down behind Sebastian and guiding him into the small spoon position.

"Might want to lift you upper leg pup, it'll make this easier...," was the only warning he got as Larry guided his flared tip under the Beauceron's fluffy tail. Almost reluctantly, Sebastian did as suggested, lifting his upper leg up and almost to his side to stretch himself a little more. Not that he really needed it after the damned ram and his fat cock. However, even after the rutting Jeff had given him, Larry's flared tip still made itself known as it stretched him in all new ways before popping inside. This time the horse didn't seem like he would be content with only half his length being serviced, soon the mutt felt the thick equine shaft sinking ever deeper until amazingly his hips contacted Sebastian's behind.

Aside from the shock of taking the entire thick mottled pink and black dick up his ass, Sebastian also felt an uncomfortable pressure inside himself every time Larry moved even barely an inch. With his leg lifted and held as it was, the rest of the group got to enjoy the show as the stallions hips started to move. Sebastian couldn't control his panting and groaning as the stallion slowly fucked him deep.

"Ha! Look at that, he enjoys it more than Jeff!" Mike laughed and reached out to give the canines own hard length a tap with his fingers. Sebastian peered down, not knowing when or why he'd suddenly sprung a stiffy. But there it was, hard and throbbing before him, pulsing every time Larry bucked into him and dripping his own precum to the sofa below.

A large hand covered his own and helped hold his leg lifted, the stallions gut pressed and rubbing against his back as Larry began to buck into the smaller canine with growing need. Sebastian felt himself being rocked and bounced under the firm thrusts, even the firm tap of the equines larger balls against the back of his own with every pendulous swing. The way Larry was fucking him so fast and rough, Sebastian should have at least felt some discomfort if anything, but instead he felt something else. Every withdraw out and buck back in caused a jolt of pleasure within the whining and panting canine, the equines flared tip was battering his prostate hard and fast enough that with a sharp yelp Sebastian hit his own climax before Larry snorted and began filling him from behind.

Mike laughed and clapped with glee as he watched Sebastian paint the expensive sofa with his puppy batter while Larry's large dark orbs twitched and jerked with every hot splash of his seed deep inside the smaller canines behind. As the horse gently withdrew his slowly deflating cock from under Sebastian's fluffy tail, he gave the mutts behind a firm spank, grinning wider still as he groped and spread the mutts cheeks to admire his handiwork and watch as the little pucker tried to wink closed while spilling his white mess from within.

"Your ass is even better than your silver tongue, pup. Pity you can't put that on a billboard," Larry teased before wandering over to grab a drink from the bar.

The combination of alcohol and strenuous activity left Sebastian a little dazed and confused, the evening starting to turn into a blur. He was barely aware of himself being lifted and dragged over to sit in Mark's lap, the feeling of something hot and hard slipping under his tail barely registering at first. The stag pulled Sebastian in close, for a brief moment he thought it was oddly kind and gentle, at least until he understood what was happening.

Behind the canine, Mike was grinning watching his black and tan behind bounce in Marks lap as he rode the stag. After the performance with Larry, the rabbit wanted to make the unwitting canine cum again. Mark caught his eye and the gestures he made, grinning and nodding I agreement before he hugged Sebastian to his chest, just as the rabbit advanced. With a low loud groan, Sebastian clenched his jaws tight as a second stiff and eager length stretched his well-fucked tail hole.

"There we go, nice and tight again...," Mike teased as he began to work his hips back and forth, panting against Sebastian's shoulder. Likewise, Mark below began to buck up into the pinned canine, never leaving him even a moment without a cock under his tail. Of course, Jeff would cheer and clap at the show, enjoying seeing the cocky mutt being fucked by two of his friends, the pained groans and whimpers spilling from his lips.

"There you go, fuck that slut good and proper!" Jeff laughed, even pulling out his phone and beginning to record the show. Kneeling down close enough to get a good clear shot of both thick members stuffed between the mutt's black and tan cheeks just as the rabbit and stag reached their peak. Jeff made sure to get a nice close up of Sebastian's abused behind once the softening cocks slipped free, most notably the way his pucker tried to wink shut again with even more slick whiteness beginning to trickle free.

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"Patton was right; you're a hell of a hard worker! I'd be glad to give you my business; I look forward to working closely with you," Bill patted a somewhat recovered Sebastian on the back as he led him outside to his car. "I'm pretty sure the others will as well, or at least they'd all be glad to have you back for next week's poker game?"

"I'll think about it..." Sebastian replied with a grimace as he sat down in his car, despite the soft plush interior, he could still feel the ache under his tail.