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Russel steadily held his paw on the gas pedal as the four tires of his dark pickup truck devoured the scorching hot asphalt beneath them, propelling the large vehicle forwards at a cozy pace of around fifty miles per hour. The sun was up high on the pale blue, cloudless firmament as the 6'5'' Great Dane lazily glanced at the side view mirror seeing nothing but the same empty road that also stretched out before him. The behemoth of a personal vehicle the tall canine was operating trembled pleasantly underneath his rump and paws as the powerful engine churned out the horsepower necessary to move such a robust car at high speeds. The radio was off and the only real sound to be heard was that of the four rubber tires scraping against the road as the gray-furred Dane with pointy ears kept on driving.

The car was big, powerful, loud, and masculine. And Russel liked it. Just the kind of car for a big, powerful, and masculine dog such as himself. Even though the middle-aged male had never thought of himself as much of a car guy he still found there to be something so fascinatingly enjoyable about driving a vehicle like this one.

One paw on the steering wheel. Tank full of gas. Roaring engine. Empty road. The sunlight pleasantly warming up his left shoulder whilst the AC kept the interior of the car nice and cool. The serenity of the surrounding wilderness. A small, wet tongue eagerly lapping at his full Dane nuts resting on the car seat between his legs. A nice firm puppy butt to drill one's tongue in and eat out while driving. What more could a big mutt want?

The afternoon sunlight danced on the golden surface of Russel's imposing nose ring, as the mature mutt abruptly withdrew his face from the rump of the young, five-and-a-half-foot tall border collie who was bent over the steering wheel without any pants or underwear, taking advantage of the roomy dashboard of Russel's car for the older male to eat him out. The smaller, black and white canine moaned as he held his cheeks parted with his paws, sluttily providing the pierced male Dane a delectable view of his adolescent, pink tailhole nestled between his firm boy buttocks as he stood astride Russel's lap.

"Hell, Josh! Didn't I tell you to control your damn tail already?" Russel groaned, trying to gaze at the road past the enthusiastically wagging black tail in the very middle of his view. "It's not like this is the first time I'm eating you out here, son."

"W-well- Mnhhh~ T-that's because you're being too r-rough, d-dad! I can't hold it for long if you..."

The bent-over border collie voiced a submissive whimper as the older Dane dove back in between his step-son's spread-out cheeks, ravenously licking the whole area of the younger canine's cleft as he shamelessly indulged himself in another round of feasting on his 18-year-old stepson's soft and springy tailhole.

"Mhhh~ Daaa~aad!" Josh moaned as his small sheath pushed out a few inches of young canine erection in response to the rough rimming he received from his father. "Mmhhhhhh~ S-shouldn't you f-focus more on the road than e-eating out your son?" He whimpered with a hint of flippancy in his bright male voice.

"I drive better while I'm eating ass! You just focus on keeping those cheeks spread for me and don't worry about a thing, princess. Daddy's got it!" Russel replied after dragging his tongue all over his son's rump, taking a playful bite at the bouncy fat decorating Josh's round backside with his big, gilded canine teeth that flashed in the sunlight momentarily. The young collie moaned yet again.

"I will give you a spanking if you get your cum all over the interior of my truck!"

"Mhhh~ Don't threaten me with a good time daddy!"

Giving the ecstatic pup on the dashboard a few seconds to catch his breath and slurp all the drool that was dripping down his furry chin back into his maw, Russel abruptly felt a pair of delicate male lips gently chomping down on his right nut, subsequently sucking the oval puppuychurn into the sultry warmth of a very hungry muzzle where an eager canine tongue began fervently licking the hefty sphere of Dane sex. Russel growled with satisfaction as one of his gonads was being passionately nursed by the familiar mouth of another adolescent puppy, the satisfying sensation of it prompting the Dane's entire sheath to start pulsing with arousing warmth.

It appeared that Russel's second passenger was starting to feel neglected.

"How are you holding up down there, Damian?" Russel growled, checking the rearview mirror before dropping his gaze down between his legs where the hungry Shiba Inu pup was suckling on his balls with a dazed look of contentment plastered all over his dominantly golden snout. The daddy Dane huffed and shook his head as the second youngster subjected his taut male orb to an even greater amount of suction, sloppily squeezing the giant dog testicle out past his lips with a pop, giving the round puppy container a loving kiss before moving over to give Russel's left ball a similar coating of canine saliva.

"Never better Mr. Hughes~" The fluffy Shiba moaned, eagerly sniffing the strong male scent wafting off of Russel's impressive sheath whilst allowing his tongue to run wild on the surface of the older male's meaty pair of puppymakers.

Russel chuckled by himself, shifting his gaze over to the passenger seat from where the second pup was leaning over to give his gonads the best sloppy, slutty service a high-school senior's maw was capable of. The mature Dane had his right paw slipped down the back of Damian's pants and was greedily groping the insides of the younger mutt's underwear, pawing at the enticingly shapely cheeks of the pleasantly chubby male spitz, occasionally using his intimidatingly big Dane fingers to tease the naughty rear-orifice of his son's best friend.

"Damn, Damian! What does your mom keep feeding you to get your ass as fat as this?" Russel groaned, going two knuckles deep inside Damian's tight yet invitingly stretchy sphincter, fingering the bicolored pup while the younger dog bathed his nuts with his tongue. "...Or do you just frequent the cookie jar at your house a bit too often?"

"Mmmhh~ N-no sir! I- *mwah* guess I just inherited my ass from my mom..." Damian sighed, continuing to feast on Russel's balls with an appetite contradictory to his statement.

"Bullshit! Her ass is nowhere as big, as tight, or as fuckable as yours..." Russel growled, pumping his fingers back and forth with each lewd adjective he used to describe the young male's bountiful buttocks. "Fuuuck~ For a lady who goes to church so much her son sure does have one sinful ass... If only she knew what you use it for..."

"Haaahh~ I might be stretching the 'love thy neighbor'-stuff a little bit." Damian grinned before burying his muzzle in the junction of Russel's balls and sheath and inhaling his lungs full.

"A little bit? I took my knot for something a bit more than just 'a little bit'..." Russel replied, successfully eliciting a needy whimper from the Shiba Inu by feeding the whole length of his middle and ring finger to the supple entrance of the submissive high-schooler. And speaking of the devil, the big gray Dane's sheath was slowly starting to swell as the girthiest part of his elephantine mating instrument was preparing to make its exit.

Russel loved the feeling of his huge dog knot slowly squeezing itself through his sheath as the sensation was eerily similar to stuffing the taut insemination lock inside a tight little pup hole; just like the two he had before his face and around his fingers. The way how the fat bulb of breeding flesh slowly worked its way through the narrow tunnel of his canine genitals one feverish throb at a time, egged on by the arousing scent of two desperate pups in Russel's control, was just the perfect amount of stimulation for the bulky Dane to get absolutely rock fucking hard.

Both of Russel's young passengers twitched quite noticeably as the firm, red, and strikingly vascular canine lovelock eventually popped out from the Dane dad's crotch cave, producing a quiet but distinctive sound that both the Collie and Shiba recognized instantly. Russel also voiced a low growl as the manifestation of his arousal finally reached its full size after what had been a good ten minutes and eight miles of driving and foreplay. It felt absolutely divine to finally let all of the hot, throbbing inches of his canine fucker out after that much teasing.

"Oh my!" Damian gasped, now looking at the full-length breeder of his friend's Dane stepdad.

Russelc's cock was appropriately huge in comparison to his already impressive male physique, being almost exactly the length of each Damian, or Josh's forearm, its pointy tip greedily reaching for the steering wheel from the back of the driver seat with how much sheer length it had. Well over a foot of, big, thick, nasty Dane cock that was definitely enough to satisfy any male or female regardless of their species. Its sheer presence was usually enough to make jaws drop and drench the underwear of anyone standing too close to it - and that was even without the incredibly raw and powerful male scent wafting from it.

"It knew you were talking about it..." Russel grinned, gently thrusting his sheath against Damian's muzzle as the barely adult spitz stared at the Dane's gargantuan mating obelisk with submissive admiration, blushing like a bitch in heat upon witnessing it up close.

"Daaaad~!" Josh eventually interrupted the flirting between his stepdad and his best friend, wantonly shoving his ass into Russel's face in an attempt to recapture the older male's attention.

"No offense to your mother but did she never teach you how to share?" Russel chuckled, releasing his left paw from the steering wheel for around five seconds to give his son a firm spanking on both of his furry cheeks. Josh whimpered in delight and the sprouting collie cock jumped excitedly between his trembling, black thighs. Bringing his paw back onto the steering wheel, Russel slowly parted his vast and chiseled canine jaws and went back into ravenously rimming his son whilst enjoying the feeling of an eager tongue lapping against the underside of his swollen shaft. The lusty moans of two young pups echoed inside the car the pierced Dane pressed his paw on the gas.

Russel had never had any explicit desire to become a father, nor had he ever planned on becoming one with his formidable dating record of almost nothing but heated one-night hookups that ended as soon as the towering Dane got his rocks off. The now middle-aged male very much enjoyed single life and the perks - especially in regards to getting his dick wet - such a lifestyle entailed and always had, being a bit of a nomad at heart and not that easily attached to others, nor did he find the idea of having his personal freedom restricted by a relationship overly enticing.

He just found it way simpler to live his life exactly how he wanted, mostly on his own, only hooking up with someone when his balls decided they hadn't been emptied in long enough of a while. Luckily for Russel, being a big and burly 6'5'' male left him with plenty of options for that and the Dane never had any issue finding females or males who were also looking for one night of fun. At its simplest, it devolved into him just casting a wide net on dating apps and sending a picture of his goods to anyone who was willing to match with him. And with a package like his, it was almost scary how often such a crude and elementary tactic actually worked.

Another reason the Dane had previously pretty much abandoned any sort of idea of normal family life was also due to his career. Thanks to his physique the big, black Dane had mostly worked for companies dealing in private security; work which often saw him bouncing from city to city depending on where his services were needed. It wasn't per se a dangerous job, but definitely stressful enough to where keeping up a healthy relationship became quite difficult. Hence, Russel had only rarely even entertained the idea of dating someone seriously or trying to start up a family.

That, however, had gradually changed as the Dane started getting on in years. The private military contractor he worked for had a policy of transferring their personnel away from active duty whenever they turned forty. Not that age had slowed down Russel in any significant capacity as even now at forty-two, the Dane was still as excellent of a physical specimen of canines as he had ever been, perfectly healthy and in dynamite shape. But regardless, it had been in his contract that his employer had the right to terminate the working relationship or move Russel into another sector of business within the company. Lucky for him, the company had grown quite fond of their prized Dane giant and they had offered him a more relaxed job with pretty much the same pay and benefits as his old one in order to keep him around.

Nowadays no longer a part of their active personnel, Russel instead worked as a security guard at their main facility due to already having a security clearance for most things within the company thanks to his years in active deployment.

This sudden change in his work life had suddenly left the tall mutt with a staggering amount of free time compared to before, which the virile male mostly used for hooking up more often. Due to working mostly night shifts, it was easy for the libidinous Dane to arrange himself a quickie on his way to work in the evening, and sometimes even early in the morning whenever his shift ended. One time he had gone to late-night dinner and fuck, only to come back to the same house for a quick breakfast and fuck afterwards. So in regards to sating his near unquenchable male desires, the change was actually more than welcome.

After about two months of getting used to this new rhythm of work and sex, Russel eventually met Cassie; a small but hot-headed female Border Collie who the Dane had helped with replacing a busted tire on the side of the road on his way home from work. The female, who was two years younger than Russel and a single mother to an 18-year-old, had rewarded his tall, handsome savior with a quickie in the backseat of his pickup truck, although with how long they had actually fucked one could hardly call it a quickie. Russel had been more than impressed that she had been able to keep up with him for the entire thirty minutes and even handled three full loads of his hot puppy batter without being reduced to a whimpering mess even once; a feat only a few of the big dog's numerous partners could boast.

A good month of the two dogs persistently hooking up later, the male Dane and female Collie had begun dating more seriously. Russel had been surprised to find a kindred spirit in someone as petite as Cassie, as the female had the personality to fit a six-foot-tall lesbian pit bull and she never let her small size bother her. She was independent, confident, and assertive, even in Russel's presence, being barely up to the Dane's shoulders in height. And she certainly had a bit of a mouth on her as well, especially in the bedroom.

As for her physical needs, she was just like Russel: horny as a teenager despite being almost forty. Her age never held her back from being greedy, mischievous, or adventurous when it came to sex. It was no wonder the two spent most of their time together fucking each other's brains out. And well, the sex was consistently mind-blowing.

After some three, or four months of them practicing professional genital wrestling on each other on the regular, the two had eventually moved in together. Russel owned a big house he had bought in his thirties with all the dollars his lone wolf lifestyle had saved him, and could easily house another person or two in his home.

This was the first time within the heavily physical relationship that Russel had been properly introduced to Cassie's son, Josh. At first, the Collie pup had been understandably shy and a tad introverted, suddenly having to live with a burly behemoth dog like Russel, who with his pierced nose and gilded canine teeth must have looked quite intimidating for a young male, especially one who had never had a real adult male presence in his life before. Russel himself had been pretty indifferent to essentially gaining himself a stepson and hadn't made any real efforts to get to know Josh, making the ultimately right assessment in deciding to give the developing young male some space during the first month of their cohabitation. The male Collie was already an adult, after all, it was his business who he got along with or didn't.

However, the initial apprehension Josh had displayed around Russel had quickly worn off, and although the two males didn't talk that much, they ended up getting along fine.

It had been clear ever since the first week of the two collies living under Russel's roof that Josh took heavily after his mother and was pretty much a younger, more easily excitable, male version of the Dane's girlfriend. He had the same, slightly cocky yet mischievous attitude. Similar body down to the patterns of black and white on their muzzles. Josh was clearly Cassie's son. Perhaps a bit too much her son, as Russel came to find out during the second month of them all living together.

The one thing distinctly separating the mother and son Collie from one another was the fact that, unlike his mom, Josh was a relentless, walking cocktease whenever he was in the house. After what had been around five weeks of the Collie pup dressing like a normal male his age, Josh had abruptly started wearing less and less clothes around the house. At first, it had been completely innocuous, and Russel hadn't paid it too much mind as he had no intention of stopping the younger male from being comfortable in his own home. But in the following days and weeks, the clothes worn by the pup had started to get a lot tighter and more revealing, up to where it was almost like he was attempting to seduce Russel. It didn't help that Josh seemingly had no issues occasionally dipping into his mother's wardrobe to find such clothes.

The black and white pup strutting around the house in nothing but his underwear and a t-shirt had pretty much become the norm about two months in on their cohabitation. Every now and then Russel also caught his new step-son prancing about in his mother's panties, always excusing this 'wardrobe malfunction' by all of his underwear being in the wash, and in the case that the Dane sometimes sarcastically pressed him about the subject, he would just retort by asking if the older male preferred him walking around the house without any underwear on; a threat the pup had ultimately gone through with some days later. That time, he had snatched one of Russel's t-shirts as he was getting out of the shower, and as the shirt had been big enough to barely cover his butt and sheath he hadn't bothered putting on anything underneath.

And in light of the young pup wearing little to no clothes around the house, there were more than plenty of 'happy accidents' between the titular father and son in which Josh passed by Russel's line of sight in his lewd, eye-catching attire a bit too often, 'accidentally' dropping his phone and bending down to pick it up whilst teasingly sticking out his breedable behind for the older male to see, seductively swishing his dark tail from side to side. It was obvious that the pup knew Russel was watching him. He wanted the Dane to watch him. And sometimes the Collie didn't even try to be subtle about it. Occasionally when Josh had been in the shower, he would just straight out flash Russel by briefly opening up his towel, usually following the stunt up with a wink and a smile. And to make things even worse, Josh seemed to only dial-up his teasing whenever all three - him, his mom, and Russel - of them were together, appearing to enjoy the thrill of possibly being caught.

With how many cunts and tailholes the Dane had wrecked in his day, he could immediately recognize a dick-hungry bitch when he saw one. And Josh was the hungriest bitch the Dane had seen. Being a male of his libido it had been impossible for him to turn a blind eye to a pup who was clearly just begging for it in a roundabout way. And under normal circumstances, Russel would have had no issue ripping the pup's pants off and putting him in his place through extremely knotty and pounding means, but not now. It was not like he would just up and fuck his new stepson, right? Thus, Russel had simply tried his best to ignore Josh's teasing, no matter how blatant and wanton it sometimes got.

And then there was also Damian: a young Shiba Inu spitz and Josh's best friend from high school, who frequently visited the house as his family happened to live close by. He was a lot more reserved and quiet personality compared to Josh, but then again that was only Russel's perception of the spitz pup. Just like with Josh, the Dane reckoned that at least some part of Damian's apprehensiveness only manifested itself when the young dog was around the tall, pierced stepdad of his friend and Russel didn't blame the Shiba for it. Russel actually enjoyed having the second youngster over, since that usually meant that Josh would tone down his attempted teasing and the Dane would be able to relax.

In total Russel had managed to endure a whole four months of cohabitation with Cassie and his new tease of a stepson before there was an incident after which the older male was ultimately unable to hold back.

The Great Dane had for a long time had a habit of going to sleep on the couch after his night shift, napping for a solid five to seven hours before eventually waking up to have lunch sometime around the early afternoon. The mature canine also had a habit of not wearing any pants or underwear whenever he went to sleep on the couch, usually kicking them both right off as soon as he had gotten in the door. After ten hours of wearing a constricting guard's uniform, the Dane liked to thoroughly air out his balls which didn't particularly enjoy getting stuffed into any sort of tight-fitting clothes on the account of being absolutely huge, even for a 6'5'' male like Russel.

The thrill of releasing his sweaty sheath and the pair of big, fat puppy breweries from inside his underwear after work was almost comparable to a getting good blow-job in the Dane's opinion. Feeling the cool air caressing his nuts, getting to sniff the accumulated sweaty musk of his own goods. It was one of the most satisfying routines in Russel's daily life.

Even with the new residents to his home, Russel hadn't bothered to fix either of these habits and simply allowed his impressive canine goods to hang out in the open for a solid fifth of the day whenever he got home from work. It was not like he had anything in particular to be ashamed of either, seeing how well-endowed he was. And to be entirely truthful, Russel did enjoy showing off his junk, as he was certainly proud of it.

Living together with another male had also roused some very canine urges within the Dane, and he had suddenly gained the desire to mark his own territory through his scent. And what better way to do so than letting one's sweaty nuts hang out in the living room? He actually considered it as a decent way of getting back at Josh, who would undoubtedly at least smell, if not even catch a glimpse at his balls whenever he left for school, although the older dog had no way of knowing as he usually fell asleep on a switch and had always been an extremely heavy sleeper.

During the first two months of Russel running this routine of his, nothing seemed to be out of the ordinary. The big dog had gone to sleep in the morning and woken up in the early afternoon. But after that, the canine would start consistently waking up in the middle of his nap, with his big, throbbing breeding rocket usually being the culprit for his sudden awakening. Sure, it wasn't that odd for a male as virile and active as him to sometimes get the occasional sleep-boner here and there, but it was the staggering consistency of him getting hard which had gotten the Dane suspicious. It got to the point where almost every day the Dane would wake up from his precious early noon nap with a raging, full-sized erection, and more often than not had to take care of it in order to fall asleep again. Russel was also growing suspicious by the fact that whenever he woke up with his malehood ready to pump out some puppies, it was always fully out of his sheath, knot, and all. Before having the two Collies move in, his accidental dream-induced hard-ons were only limited to his shaft, whereas his knot would usually remain in hiding unless he took things further with his paw.

This strange phenomenon of the Great Dane getting his cock fully drawn out in his sleep had gone on for an odd month or so in total until the middle-aged canine had found the real culprit, or more precisely, culprits for his increased erection activity.

One particularly warm afternoon, Russel had woken up to the familiar throbbing sensation by his crotch, at first not thinking much of it as he had pretty much accepted it as a normal occurrence at this point. It had been only seconds later that the big dog had felt a pair of small lips being gently wrapped around the upper parts of his shaft, which immediately prompted him to open his eyes and crane his canine head up from the couch.

Russel's mature Dane eyes had been met with a somewhat comical view of Josh crouching next to the couch with the older male's member in his mouth and Damian standing a bit further away, recording the act with his smartphone. Both pups' faces had immediately become flushed with shock and mortification, each getting frozen to their very spot as soon as the Dane had raised his head. Russel had quite literally caught his stepson with a dick in his mouth. His dick.

Witnessing the impudent brat of a Collie who had been relentlessly teasing and tempting him over the past few months - in his own home no less - with his black and white muzzle wrapped around his raring-to-go Dane rocket, the older dog hadn't wasted a single second in grabbing the young pup by his neck and thrusting upward with his strong hips, forcing Josh into a gag-inducing kiss with the widest part of his malehood. The following look of overwhelming surprise on his new stepson's eyes was, to this day, easily Russel's favorite reaction to anyone taking his dick.

Having pulled the retching and coughing pup off his dick after a good fifteen seconds of the forced deepthroat Russel had quickly flipped the delicate young Collie over the armrest of the couch, pulled down his son's pants, and gone full-rut-pace on his tight, virgin tailhole, just like he had so many times fantasized. Russel remembered Josh not being able to moan even a single time before he had already cum from getting mercilessly dicked down by the older Dane, who had eventually gotten to enjoy the many loud and wanton vocalizations of his slutty stepson until it was his turn to bust his nut.

Some five minutes of intense puppy-pounding, extreme tailhole dilation, and one clogged-up Collie colon later, Josh had passed out with his eyes rolled all the way up and his canine drool forming a small puddle on the floor where his young muzzle was resting. The 18-year-old was out cold, and that was without Russel even knotting him. Not that the hung gray mutt wouldn't have absolutely loved to give his son the full bitch-experience with the rectum-wrecking finale of male-on-male canine loving, but the Great Dane still had some further use for his dick and didn't want to get it stuck inside Josh for what would have undoubtedly been over ten minutes at best. Russel did have one more pup to punish after all.

The impromptu incest breeding with its glorious, gut-bloating, and gooey finish had left the observing Shiba Inu completely frozen, and Russel had gotten Damian on his knees and stuffed his gargantuan member in the second high-schooler's throat before the spitz had even realized what was going on. Having cleaned his dick with a pair of savage, nuts-to-chin thrusts into Damian's wet and warm muzzle, Russel had subsequently bent the bicolored puppy over the coffee table and fucked him like he hadn't gotten tail in weeks. The living room carpet had soaked up at least four ample loads of Shiba cum during the intense pounding Russel had exacted on the incredibly fuckable rump of his son's best buddy.

After both pups had been fucked listless, Russel took the liberty of going through Damian's unlocked phone and the colorful message history between him and Josh. Apparently, Damian had had a crush on Russel for just as long as Josh had - which was almost as long as Russel had known either of them. The young Shiba was also just as big of a slut as Josh, only that he was able to hide it better thanks to the timid personality he showed outwards. He was exactly as much thirsty for Dane dick as his friend, having on multiple occasions commented on how he'd like to get 'run over' by Russel and whatever he was packing between his legs.

Going through the slew of messages the two pups had sent back and forth, Russel had also been able to confirm his ever-growing suspicion of someone tampering with his goods whilst he was napping as he found dozens upon dozens of pictures and videos of both Josh and Damian doing whatever a curious young male would have wanted to do with an older dog's genitals. At first, it had only been Josh sending his Shiba friend pics of his pantsless stepdad sleeping, but the content of the lewd peep-shots had quickly escalated into the adolescent Collie taking things physical and touching Russel while he was asleep, groping, sniffing licking, and sucking the older male's junk without restraint. There were even a few videos of the black-and-white pup jerking himself off just to the mere view of Russel's bare sheath and the pair of taut Dane nuts big enough to crush concrete.

Reading the communication between the two some more, Damian had eventually joined Josh in his somnophilic stepdad shenanigans and there was also plenty of incriminating evidence of him sluttily huffing the smell of Russel's sheath, bathing the heavy Dane breeding orbs with his tongue and passionately jerking off the incredible canine shaft on multiple different instances.

As it turned out, the two had had something of a bet going on, seeing which one of them could go the furthest with Russel without waking the big, gruff Dane stepdad up. The furthest they had gone was to try and fit the monstrous puppy spewer in their mouths, where both young dogs had made it around halfway of Russel's shaft.

Needless to say, both young dogs got plenty of further punishment for such cheeky behavior during that very same afternoon, as soon as they had recovered from taking their first-ever loads of Dane puppies anally, of course. As the loser of the bet, Josh naturally received a much more thorough fucking than his partner in crime; an appropriate revenge of all the times the young Collie had teased his stepdad.

After the incident, Russel had begun humping each of the prurient pups on the regular, never missing a chance to breed some tight high-school-senior tail whenever one was offered to him. Russel and Josh fucked in pretty much every single room in the house as to avoid getting caught by Cassie whenever the female happened to be at home. Nowadays when the young Collie teased his new stepdad, Russel didn't hesitate to dish out appropriate punishment and would often give his slutty son a harsh spanking or unzip his pants and shove the flippant youngster against his sheath as he knew nothing was better at calming down a brat bitch than some good Alpha dog musk. If Cassie happened to be around, the big Dane would often opt to sneak his hand down Josh's pants and give the needy pup a quick fingering. Russel absolutely loved watching the Collie son squirm in the presence of his mother, trying to remain calm and hold back his natural impulses of whimpering and moaning like the whore for Dane cock that he was. Josh had also picked up the habit of calling Russel 'dad' or 'daddy' after the two had begun fucking for real, which had seemed to please Cassie as she took it as a sign of her son and boyfriend getting along.

Damian would also visit the house more often, and Russel never refused to pound his big, fluffy Shiba behind until it was swollen and sore. It wasn't that uncommon for Russel to wake up from his afternoon nap to find the caramel-and-cream-colored canine already sitting down on top of his erect Dane dong as he usually got home before Josh thanks to not taking as many classes as the Border Collie. After what was usually some three, four rounds of intense knot-hammering between the Shiba's round and cushy rump humps, Russel would go about his day, whether it was watching TV or making himself a sandwich in the kitchen, just like he usually would, the only difference being he had to carry Damian on his lap for the subsequent half an hour from him knotting the slutty spitz.

For the first time in Russel's life, he had an almost adequate amount of tail to soothe his usually unquenchable libido. He had all the means to fully satisfy himself within the four walls of his own home. Two domesticated Collies and a Shiba booty call on the side. What more could a male want?

...

"Daddyyy~ I want your cock!"

Russel promptly stopped reminiscing about how he had ended up eating his stepson's ass in the driver's seat of a speeding vehicle as the bright, exaggeratedly lustful voice of Josh echoed inside the car. Withdrawing his tongue from the quivering tail tunnel of his young Collie cocksleeve, the middle-aged male gave the sensitive male orifice a possessive nudge with his pierced nose before straightening out his torso whilst stretching his robust neck.

"Then what are you waiting for? It's right here!" The Dane chuckled, elevating his hips slightly to poke at Josh's modest malehood with the tip of his own monster of a canine fuck organ. "If you want it so bad, why not just take a seat?"

Russel readjusted his grip on the steering wheel and glanced at the rearview mirror as the agile youngster leaning over the dashboard carefully backed out from the awkward position he was in, coming extremely close to pushing his rump and the frantically wagging tail on it right back on his dad's muzzle as he searched for a better footing. The Dane also took a quick look at the quietly whimpering Shiba between his thighs as well as Damian's deliciously round male posterior on the seat next to him where the front of his surprisingly skimpy shorts was tenting out like crazy.

Funnily enough, the pup might get to do some actual tent-pitching later on, as the three were currently on their way to a somewhat secluded campsite on the outer edges of the state, some odd two hundred miles away from the city. Russel had offered to take the two boys camping for the weekend as a reward for them both doing well on their preparatory exams for the upcoming finals two months later. Of course, he planned to fuck both the pups' brains out for the whole 50ish hours they would get to spend out of the house as it was a rare chance for them to go at it completely uninterrupted for a longer period of time. However, in a surprising twist, neither Josh nor Damian had had the patience to wait until they got to the campsite, and had started getting handsy with Russel ever since he had pulled out of the driveway of his house. And thus, here he was, about to get his lap straddled by his horny, young adult stepson whilst he was driving on the interstate at close to fifty miles per hour.

Detaching his eyes from Damian's voluptuous male ass, Russel suddenly found himself staring at the fluffy fur of his son's neck and the pair of delicate collarbones underneath it. First, the expressionless Dane looked up at the mischievously smirking muzzle of the nimble puppy, shortly after dropping his gaze down onto the modest set of dog genitals that looked cute in comparison with what he was packing. The decently cushioned and firm Collie dumper hovered only an inch or so above Russel's erect pup-wrecker, as Josh took a few seconds to tease his incredibly hung stepdad just as usual.

"You should have just sat down. I thought you were in a hurry to get your tail filled?" Russel huffed, fixing his posture and gazing past Josh's left shoulder at the road ahead.

"Hmmm~ I just love my big, hunky dad so much I figured I'd do things face-to-face." Josh giggled and lustfully licked the bridge of Russel's muzzle, finishing things off with a gentle boop on the older male's nose. "Plus... I've been stretching lately so I wanted to show off what I am capable of in confined spaces..."

Russel voiced a growl of canine arousal as the Dane-cock-certified anus of the petite Border Collie slowly enveloped the tip of his gargantuan canine sex, the sensation of it sending the biological signals all over the big black dog's body that it was time to fuck. He could feel the contents of his heavy-duty breeding boulders starting to turn as the delectable thrill of step-familial mating slowly settled in, prompting his stiff son-stuffer to start throbbing as it demanded more pleasure, demanded to get milked. The Dane's golden canine teeth flashed in the afternoon sunlight yet again, as the small taste of carnal satisfaction turned the key in the ignition of Russel's canine libido.

"Watch me daddy~"

The upper lip of Russel's canine maw twitched upwards as his low copulation growl intensified even further, seeping out from between his grit Dane teeth as Josh teasingly eased himself down his stepdad's raging erection. The intimidating canine father figure tightened his grip on the steering wheel as the unbeatable constriction and softness of a young pup's hole engaged some more primal mating responses within his physique, seducing him into the familiar state of mind of a mutt in a rut where the sexual needs of his body took precedence over anything else that wasn't breathing.

Inch by inch, throb by throb, the mastodonic canine member disappeared between Josh's furry cheeks, prompting both the father and son to produce their own pleasured vocalizations as the delicate Collie slowly sank down the throbbing girth of Russel's cock with the assistance of gravity. The Dane who was used to taking what he wanted - especially his stepson's ass - whenever he wanted, started getting somewhat impatient despite the fierce pleasure assaulting the whole length of his sex but had to ultimately endure the tedious penetration at the pace dictated by his stepson, as he was rational enough to know making a sudden move now could possibly endanger all him, Josh and Damian if he happened to lose his control of the car because of it. The Dane didn't know if taking it slow had been the young Collie's plan from the get-go, or his plan at all, but he knew for sure he was going to punish his son's ass for it regardless.

Josh whimpered and squeezed Russel's shoulders a bit tighter as the eventual greeting kiss between his male Collie-cunt and the bigger male's knot happened. Even after months of rigorous training, Josh's tailhole still wasn't quite loose enough to devour his stepdad's knot without assistance. The young canine sphincter was stretched wide by Russel's monstrous breeding lock but almost miraculously managed to keep the unhealthy, intruding girth from squeezing past it, despite how ravenously the supple sleeve of flesh beyond desired the erect canine fucker. Josh whimpered while his tail furiously wagged against Russel's forearms, sounding just like his mother whenever the big Dane was giving her the knot.

The sensation of almost having someone knotted teased the toned musculature of Russel's lower body, spawning a few reproductive-instinct-driven spasms and twitches as his body wanted to seal the deal with haste and as little courtesy as possible. The heavily breathing canine came just a few gray, Dane hairs away from listening to his vocally rumbling balls, ultimately getting distracted from the raging urges of violent son-knotting by Josh, who abruptly decided to flash his stepdad the results of the stretching he mentioned earlier.

The cheeky Collie hastily wrapped his arms around Russel's bulky neck and slowly raised his hind paws off the driver seat, sitting down on the bulbous base of his stepdad's dick with the full weight of his adolescent figure. Josh whimpered like a back-alley bitch getting her sixth litter of pups pumped into her womb as he gradually raised up his trembling legs, elevating his paws past his own, and Russel's shoulders, almost being able to tickle the roof of the elephantine vehicle with his toes as he performed an exotic split right on his stepfather's lap whilst the full girth of the older male's member was throbbing against his tailhole. It was a feat a bigger, stiffer male would not have been able to come close to performing, but the impudent, terminally horny Collie pulled it off without a hitch.

Russel wrinkled his muzzle and growled like a feral dog protecting his pups as the pressure exerted onto his turgid insemination insurer nearly doubled and the animalistic urge to seal the incestual matrimony of flesh came roaring back, sweeping across his entire body in a sensation that almost made the virile Dane black out as his mind converged onto that single desire for a few electrifying seconds. It was almost dizzying how much he wanted to knot his stepson.

But before the giant Dane was able to do anything about his carnal cravings, the situation solved itself.

Josh moaned and buried his muzzle in Russel's sturdy shoulder as gravity took its course and pulled the delicate Border Collie down the decisive half an inch which allowed the taut orb of mating meat to squeeze past the ever-stretching seal of the smaller male's sphincter. The wantonly whining pup dropped a few inches lower on Russel's lap, getting himself stuck to his stepfather in the best way two dogs could.

Although extremely familiar, the sensation of stuffing the full size of his malehood inside another male was so abrupt it made Russel involuntarily jerk his right arm, causing the hefty pickup truck to swerve to the left in what ultimately was a victimless violation of road safety, as the mostly alert Dane was quick to correct the trajectory of his vehicle, managing to keep it in the correct lane.

A satisfied groan rumbled out from the old dog's muzzle as soon as the small crisis requiring his attention had been averted and he was able to enjoy the full, tenacious squeeze of his stepson's tailhole down to his sheath. It was still almost as tight as the day Russel had first knotted Josh. Another reason why the Dane had almost grown addicted to breeding the two pups. No matter how much he fucked the Collie and Shiba their asses never tired of devouring his dick, and always caressed the behemothic impregnation instrument with the same, restless hunger, begging, demanding to feel the full, throbbing shape of a male Dane before being satisfied. Josh's tailhole was always especially greedy and often refused to let go of Russel's knot even after the guts beyond had gotten more than a young dog's fill of puppies, and it usually took the Dane letting himself grow soft before the pullout could take place.

It truly was the hole of a cockhungry bitch.

"Grrhh~ You fucking slut! Couldn't wait for my knot longer than ten seconds could you?" Russel growled, cranking the small lever on the side of his seat, reclining the backrest some odd twenty degrees. "You better let me pull it out before I nut this time or otherwise Damian won't be getting this dick before we reach the campsite."

"Mhhnnn~ S-s-so-o-o-orry!" Josh moaned into his stepfather's shoulder, starting to rock up and down as the older male didn't hesitate to start thrusting with his hips, to however limited of a capacity he was able to move in his semi-reclined sitting position.

Although Russel had enjoyed himself to a fair share of car sex, he had never gotten around to doing something of this magnitude, where he had actually been full knot-deep in another dog while driving. As a male who usually preferred his fucks as fast, loud, and reckless as possible, being confined to a relatively small seat did present a decent range of challenges, but luckily for both Russel and his stepson, the Dane wasn't too picky when it came to fucking either.

Keeping both his paws on the steering wheel and his eyes strictly on the road, Russel started humping Josh from below, putting the strong muscles of his canine hips into good use doing what they were ultimately intended for. Thanks to the half-accidental knot-lock, the silver Dane was only able to move his member back and forth a meager two to three inches in the immense constriction of the young Collie rump, but he didn't let the restricted range of motion stop him from going about the act with the same ruttish energy as he always did. Adapting quickly to performing short, fast jabs with his strong Dane hips, Russel started breeding his son as he pressed his foot on the gas, letting the robust engine of the car roar in his place as he was finally able to do what he had been waiting for ever since reversing out of the driveway of his house at the start of the camping trip.

"Who told you to stop bathing my balls?" Russel growled in a voice that was both satisfied and oddly menacing. Damian, who had been presumably mesmerized from witnessing the incestual father-son knotting up close, twitched his triangular Shiba ears to the Great Dane's command and quickly returned to his task of being the driver's designated ball freshener, obediently picking Russel's right nut into his mouth and sucking on it like a newborn for his milk. "You better polish them up real good if you want your ass filled with what's inside." The gray Dane chuckled, slowly tracing the fingers of his right paw back down Damian's pants to give the dominantly caramel canine an appetizer for what he was getting after his friend.

Knot-deep and humping a high-school pup while another one sucked on his nuts. This had to be the peak driving experience.

Russel groaned as his cock pulsed deep within Josh's tailhole, reverberating the expeditious, lusty rhythm of his 42-year-old heart that kept pumping more and more blood into the middle-aged mutt's nethers, coaxing him to hasten his efforts of stepson-stuffing. Being very much a fan of living by his instincts - especially the reproductive ones - the tall Dane injected some extra zest into his hip movements, really gouging the moldable tail tunnel of the younger male, putting the supple stranglehold Josh had on his shaft to the test. He was instantaneously rewarded with a powerful surge of physical pleasure, one that caused his malehood as a whole to inflate in size and made the veins pop on the surface of his colossal canine fucktool.

Josh whimpered into Russel's shoulder as his ass was now being assaulted by even more of his dad's gargantuan Dane cock, which - despite the overall decrease of empty space in the pup's breeding burrow - kept moving up and down at the same pace, if not even faster than before.

"D-d-dad! Y-you're going too fast!" Josh moaned, hugging Russel's torso just as tightly as the walls of his tailhole were clamping down on the meaty mating monster ravaging them.

"Are you kidding? I've been much rougher with your ass plenty of times and even then you were only begging for more!" The lustfully huffing Dane replied, enjoying the sounds of his son's slutty whimpers and Damian's enthusiastic ball-bathing in his ears.

"Mhh~ B-but! Ah~ T-the knot!" The collie tried to argue, getting closer and closer to being fucked past the point of being able to produce coherent sentences with his mouth.

"About time I started knot-fucking you... I have been going easy on both you pups for too damn long... Oughta teach you what it really takes to satisfy a big dog..." Russel replied, eliciting a submissive bark from Josh as he attempted a mock pullout of his taut breeding lock, testing the waters for when he would actually have to dislodge the whole thing from his son. "Grrhh~ You can also consider this payback! Do you have any idea how close we were to getting caught by your mother yesterday?" He continued with a growl, thrusting into his son without an ounce of remorse, reminiscing about the living room quickie from last night. "Just had to watch the news on daddy's lap didn't you?"

"Mhh~ B-but whose idea was it to knot me o-on the couch?"

"You were fucking asking for it!" Russel snarled already feeling the familiar symptoms of an orgasm furiously grasping his swollen genitals.

"Still... I gotta say... This stretchiness of yours might come in handy... I could stuff you into my bedroom drawer like this and have you there as a convenient cum dump... If your mother walks into the room I can just close the drawer and pretend I was taking care of business myself. Bet your little exhibitionist ass can't wait to try that one out?" Russel chuckled as the snug, cockmilking Collie colon squeezed his shaft in what the Dane interpreted as an affirmative response to his idea.

"Goddamn Damian! When did your hole get this hungry? I'm already three fingers deep in you and yet it feels like your ass wants to eat me up to the wrist!" The Dane dad chuckled, digging his digits even deeper into his other young passenger's hole, stretching the delicate entrance out much to the slutty Shiba's delight. "You must be really gunning to steal that knot-queen title from Josh... It feels like I could fit a football up in here..."

"W-whose fault do y-you think that is..." Damian moaned with his mouth full of Dane testicles whilst his nose was buried in the gray sheath to which they were attached.

"Did your parents not teach you not to talk back to your elders? With your mouth full nonetheless?" Russel retorted, withdrawing his fingers from the shapely Shiba rump for the purpose of giving each of the golden cheeks a firm spank before eventually burrowing them back into the delightedly whimpering youngster's tailhole. "Not even I can ruin a hole to this degree... You must have been blessed with some real slut-genes from your folks to make your ass this much of a natural cocksleeve... Almost makes me wonder... Didn't your dad go to Gregson-state?"

"Uh-huh! Graduated with honors!" Damian mumbled into Russel's sheath.

"Ahh~ The Fuckversity of the east coast. Aint no doubt he tested at least a few cocks while he was there. If your dad is anything like you I bet he must have been popular at frat parties... Oh yeah! I can just picture him getting his big, fluffy ass railed by a bunch of horny jocks with a line forming outside the bedroom door... Almost makes me wish I had gone to college myself. Coulda taught all the nerds like your dad a thing or two about taking a dick... Fuck, my balls are churning just thinking about it."

Russel nearly barked as his attention-deprived stepson abruptly tightened his tailhole around the pierced Dane's phallic behemoth, drastically increasing the pleasure his stepdad experienced from the act of knot-humping him. The aroused Dane bucked his hips upwards out of pure reproductive reflex, coming extremely close to flooding Josh's tail tunnel with a steaming load of dog ejaculate as his swollen puppychurns throbbed restlessly on top of Damian's snout.

"You little fucking slut!" Russel roared and bit down on his son's neck in retaliation, holding the smaller dog in place with his muzzle as he began to really fuck him. "Selfish brat! You really do want your daddy's full attention all the time don't you?"

"Mmhh~! Yes! B-breed my hole d-daddy!" Josh moaned out in response, not appearing to even have heard what the bigger dog had growled into his shoulder. The pleasure-intoxicated Collie was impotently curling his toes as one wave after another of ass-splitting pleasure was sent up his delicate frame by his dad, the fleshy insemination seal burrowed in his backside growing slightly bigger with each lusty, hot beat of the middle-aged male's heart.

"What do you say I knock up this whore son of mine and then give your ass something bigger and thicker to munch on?" Russel growled, casting a devious glance down between his legs where Damian's blue eyes flickered with visible enthusiasm as the young adult canine once again had his mouth full of Dane nuts. Getting his gargantuan breeder balls sucked just as he was nearing orgasm felt absolutely incredible, and Russel was struck by a sudden urge to tap his left hind paw against the car floor, each canine-like repetition of the act heightening the sensation of rapture he felt within his malehood.

"...I'll take that as a yes! Grab the wheel for a short while will ya?"

The sides of his muzzle dripping with drool, Damian swiftly whisked up his head and grabbed onto the steering wheel, doing so just in time to make brief eye contact with the feline driver of a small blue car going the opposite direction of Russel's fucktruck. The two vehicles passed each other in a flash, yet there was no way the passing leopard didn't see exactly what was going on inside the big, black pickup.

"Think he saw?" Russel groaned, hurriedly grasping onto Josh's rump with both his paws, relinquishing his control of the vehicle to Damian. "Bet that cat's driving home with the strangest boner of his life! Come on princess! Let's get that knot out of there before I get stuck to you for good!"

Josh's desperate whimper echoed all over the leathery interior of the speeding pickup as Russel began separating his hips from his son's by force, growling like a rabies-stricken mutt as he dug his canine nails deep into the cushy fat of the young Border Collie's behind, and pulled upwards, fighting back his own orgasm in the process. The toned muscles of Russel's pelvic floor got to put in a whole day's work in order to prevent the canine breeding behemoth from erupting in the middle of the reverse-knotting maneuver as the pleasure of squeezing his knot out of such a tight, small orifice was expectedly devastating.

Russel could feel his son's sphincter stretching and dilating around the bulbous base of his turgid malehood, gradually sliding upwards on the increasing circumference of his throbbing canine fucker, grasping its vast girth like it had no intention of letting go, at least not without a fight. The close-to-climaxing Dane groaned and allowed his tongue to hang outside his long muzzle, throwing his head back against his seat as the bittersweet prickles of physical satisfaction assaulted his shaft all the more intensely the closer he got to squeezing his knot out of his son.

"D-dad! D-d-ad! DAD! I'm going to...!" The violently trembling Border Collie whimpered as Russel could feel the younger male's eager pup erection throbbing zealously against his abdominal muscles with something wet dripping down onto his tank top.

"Just let it out princess! So is daddy..." Russel groaned, simultaneously summoning up all the strength he had in his muscular frame and yanking up the fluffy rump on his lap, which resulted in an ecstatic groan, a satisfyingly wet popping sound, and one hell of a bitch moan from a young dog.

Russel and Josh both came as soon as the knot got dislodged from the greedy pup burrow the Dane had buried it in. Josh whined like a female stray having her first litter, getting to feel wave after wave of his stepfather's hot, thick, and sticky dog ejaculate battering his bowels with all the ruttish force the mammoth of a Dane member was capable of spewing it out. The almost violent activation of his ejaculatory muscle prompted the older dog to yet again buck up his hips as the squeezing of a big fat Dane jizzbomb through his urethra roused the mature male's natural urge to make sure his seed ended up where it needed to be, and stoked his desire to seal up the snug orifice he was packing full of his pups in the only way a dog could. Had the pleasure not made Josh tense up his glutes and Russel's knot swell up so huge there was a good chance the rutting Dane would have been able force his meaty breeding bulb back where it truly belonged.

"There we go..." Russel huffed with his tongue hanging long outside his muzzle, happily pumping a whole bucketful of his fertile Dane swimmers into his son's bowels whilst his nuts pulled up into his groin, performing their function in the incestual breeding act between stepfather and son.

And as there was no knot to seal the piping hot semen inside, the spillover from the big Dane's ejaculatory eruption was ample, to say the least. Having filled up its Collie colon container to the very brim, the potent puppy batter splattered out from Josh's abused sphincter in a mighty fan of canine jizz, splashing all over the dad-dog's lap, the driver seat, and, to some extent, Damian. And there wasn't only one single wave of the splatter either, as Russel made sure to flood his son's tailhole through and through, pouring every last liquid ounce of his cum into the narrow tunnel of canine flesh that barely had the capacity to take half of what was being pumped into it.

After what had been an intense half a minute of the big, unquestionably virile Great Dane draining his testes inside his stepson's tailhole, Russel finally released his paws from Josh's butt with a satisfied grunt and set them back on the steering wheel. Josh was still busy panting against his shoulder and took at least another half a minute to eventually recover from the extreme bloating his intestines had just experienced.

"You okay there princess?" Russel chuckled, giving the younger male some gentle belly rubs, feeling up the generous bulge on his son's abdomen. "...I'd say you have at least four pups in here... Maybe five."

"... Isn't it a bit too early for you to become a grandfather at your age?" Josh was quick to dial up his cheekiness back to the levels he usually displayed in the presence of his male parent, sticking out his tongue as he pushed himself away from Russel's toned chest.

"Says the pup getting knocked up in his teens!"

The two dogs shared a buoyant chuckle as the combined scent of their seed began circulating the car. Russel still had his knot pressed up against his son's rear end and he took the opportunity to give the smaller canine a small parting grind with his canine love lump, eliciting a wanton gasp from the exhausted puppy on his lap.

"But damn... I really should have put some of those condoms in the glove compartment..." Russel muttered in his dark baritone voice, glancing down at his crotch. "What a fucking mess!"

There was also a decently generous mess on the big Dane's tight, white tank top, the front of which had been stained with Josh's load moments prior. Looking down at the wet stain on his abdomen and subsequently raising his gaze to meet eyes with the immature culprit of said mess, Russel only received a sheepish grin in apology.

"Well... I suppose the two of you can clean it up... Luckily this stuff is so thick I doubt it'll stain the fabric of the seat." The Great Dane continued, stretching his neck while Josh somewhat reluctantly attempted dismounting the beast of a bitch breeder he had been sitting on.

"Fuu~uuuck!" Russel exclaimed as the maneuver milked out the rest of his male secretions from his urethra, Josh's sphincter maintaining its elastic, youthful grip on the gargantuan doggy shaft during the entire pullout, only spilling a few drops once the pointy tip of Russel's puppycannon was out of the younger dog's tail tunnel.

"...Now then... How about we get this thing some proper stuffing?"

Damian barked excitedly as Russel gave his clothed Shiba rump a firm slap with his right palm, wedging his rugged fingers into the elastic fabric of the young male's underwear and rubbing them up and down the voluptuous crease between the two shapely canine cheeks. The upwards curling, caramel tail of the eastern spitz was swiping the air like crazy as Damian hastily divested himself of his pants and underwear, stripping himself completely naked in the passenger seat in less than ten seconds, eagerly showing off his bare, fluffy figure to the older male he was lusting after. This pup was in bad need of some mature Dane cock.

"You know how to drive, don't you son?" Russel abruptly asked, turning his attention to Josh who had just about settled himself down on the driver seat between his dad's thighs. The decently dazed Broder Collie slowly nodded his head. "Good. Just put the thing on cruise control and keep us in the right lane while I quickly pop one into your friend." Russel continued, reclining the seat all the way down after taking his paw off the gas.

"Hop-" Russel had barely even opened up his muzzle before Damian was already climbing on top of him, straddling the older male's groin so competently that even the Dane was a bit surprised by the second pup's eagerness. Damian had a lewd grin plastered all over his muzzle as he slipped the cream-coated Dane cock between his soft Shiba buns and started grinding his rump against the magnificent manifestation of canine masculinity, wiggling his chunky hips from side to side in what was an incredibly delectable lap-dance for the silvery Dane.

"Couldn't wait, huh?" Russel chuckled, thrusting his pride into Damian's cleft, wearing a grin similar to the Shiba's on his face as he grabbed onto the thick, fluffy thighs of the horny eighteen-year-old. Body-wise, the spitz was a bit more heavily built than his friend, most of that additional weight luckily concentrating around the area of Damian's hips, butt, and thighs, although he did have a bit of a playful, springy gut going on as well. He was just at that delectable, yet elusive sweet spot where he wasn't close to being overweight, but still had some of that effeminate plumpness in the many curves of his body; something that Russel actually liked a decent bit in the males he had a habit of plowing on the regular. Who wouldn't like fucking something soft and springy?

"Haven't you been getting kind of chubby...?" Russel teased the white-bellied dog, greedily groping at the meaty thighs on both sides of his lap, enjoying the soft, fluffy sensation on his fingertips.

"I just have a lot of fur..." Damian retorted, appearing to pout for a few seconds before the lust took over his facial expressions yet again. And it was not like the caramel canine was entirely wrong. Shibas were naturally quite fluffy after all.

"Lucky for you, your body seems to know where to stash its extra calories..." Russel grinned, abruptly cupping his paws around Damian's full cheeks and moving the breedable mounds of fat up and down along the length of his cock. "Must be because I've been fucking your ass so much. Dogs tend to subconsciously know whenever they are being made into a bitch - even male ones. The hormonal balance in the body is disturbed and they start developing more breedable hips like these... Some might even start accumulating fat up here..." Russel growled, running his paws up Damian's chest and giving the modest pair of Shiba boy breasts a firm squeeze.

Damian appeared elated, if not plain aroused by the older dog's dominant tone of voice, grinding his cushy rump against Russel's erection with increased enthusiasm, moaning quietly as the hot, firm mass of Dane sex rubbed against the surface of his sphincter.

"You just better be careful about flaunting such a lewd body around other males. If a dog like me came along they could tell with a single glance just how big and hard you like your cocks. Probably smell it too." Russel continued, rubbing Damian's inverted nipples - another trait of the Shiba the older Dane was very fond of - with his thumbs.

"Mhh~ Then perhaps you should put some more effort into marking me?" The bicolored spitz grinned, pressing his paws onto Russel's chest as he hiked up his rump a few inches, sliding his twitching tailhole up where it made contact with the throbbing tip of the massive Dane member.

No longer controlling the car, Russel was now free to be as abrupt and harsh with the penetration as he wanted, responding to the slutty Shiba's taunt by burying his bone in the younger pup's backside without a second thought. Having had his fingers up Damian's ass for almost the whole car ride, Russel found the greedy tailhole putting up almost no resistance against the swollen canine shaft he was feeding it, the first three-quarters of the monstrous Dane dick disappearing inside the golden brown pup posterior in a single heartbeat. However, the fact that it was swift didn't make the penetration any less pleasurable for either party, who each vocally expressed their satisfaction: Russel with a growl, Damian with a moan.

Damian whimpered and his more modest canine malehood drooled out a few drops of syrupy Shiba pre as his sloppy and stretched male entrance met with the extensive girth of Russel's knot, which the bigger dog didn't hesitate to test stuffing where both he and Damian knew it was going to end up sooner or later. The reflection from Russel's bombastic, golden nose ring danced on the white fluff of Damian's chest as the silver-furred Dane rocked his loins up and down, bobbing the thickest part of his canine member against the snug, young orifice of his son's best friend, feeding his own libido by fantasizing about how it would feel to fully give in to his desires and just force it in without any regard for the pup's well-being. Damian could for sure take it, Russel had already knotted him more than enough times to know so.

But even with a full grasp on the young dog's anal capabilities, the Dane reckoned it would have been too much of a shame to leave such a nice, chubby, Shiba butt without a proper, well-deserved pounding.

The exaggeratedly lewd moan from Damian's caramel muzzle crumbled into multiple short and uneven fragments of vocalized pleasure as Russel began fucking the pleasantly-stout high-schooler with as little remorse or restraint as he had shown to his stepson. Grasping the auriferous fur of the full-figured canine's wide hips with both paws, Russel launched his loins into a heated frenzy of rapid, vertical jabs on top of the reclined driver seat, pummeling his swollen, furiously throbbing doggy dick up into the helplessly constricting canine colon of his young partner.

The miscellaneous sounds of particularly rough male-on-male canine sex filled up the car within just a couple of seconds, the steady rumbling of the car's engine matched in volume by the low-frequency growl escaping the Great Dane's throat which acted as a lusty backtrack to the sweet, carnal cacophony of mating sounds produced by the act of a foot long Dane dick plunging into the tight, breedable tailhole of a high school senior. The slutty Shiba riding the older male in cowgirl was wheezing, whining, and whimpering with all the air he was able to inhale into his lungs in the split-second span between Russel's sphincter-stretching thrusts, the smashing of the veiny, bulbous impregnation aid in between Damian's cheeks eliciting a whole new kind of moan from the puppy every single time. The humid air escaping the fully stuffed Shiba hole with each thrust of the meaty Dane rocket just about completed the lewd audio representation of dog-on-dog anal sex, providing the dominant canine with even more ammunition for moving his hips.

Russel was already flashing his teeth at the desperately panting spitz pup after a mere twenty seconds of him going full-throttle on the younger dog as the ravenous contractions and velvety folds of flesh lining Damian's pup-pussy were quick to start taxing the big Dane's bedroom endurance. The hot, satisfying pulsations originating from his knot reverberated all the way down to his ample Alpha balls which instinctively tautened in response to the incredibly pleasurable sensation, starting to mirror the same, lusty beat of a breeding mutt, getting busy preparing another litter to get blasted into the guts of a needy bitch. The pleasure was quick to nearly overwhelm the entire bulky physique of the mature male and soon enough Russel too was already panting with his tongue out.

This was the sensation that drove Russel.

Fucking felt so much better now that he wasn't confined to an awkward sitting position and forced to divert a part of his attention into operating a motorized vehicle, instead being able to move his strong hips to the full capacity of his carnal desires and with no distractions. The entire fake leather-coated seat was shaking with how fiercely Russel bucked his hips in order to mate his son's friend, taking full enjoyment in soaking in the smaller dog's lewd, flustered appearance as he was experiencing the ride of his life. Damian's muzzle was contorted with all the emotions Russel so relished in witnessing on the faces of his male conquests: surprise, awe, submission, ecstasy, and the most prominent one; lust. Seeing anyone display that kind of look made the Great Dane instantaneously want to fuck them even harder.

"I'll fucking mark you good... I'll pump so many litters into you this weekend that the base of your tail will be reeking of my pups until Christmas... The same with Josh... Although he should already be marked as my bitch since he lives with me... Bound to have caught some of my musk after me rubbing my balls in his face so many times..." Russel groaned through his teeth as he performed his next few thrusts with the clear intention to knot.

The shift into higher gear from the older dog left Damian gasping for air as he bounced up and down on Russel's lap, almost bumping his head against the roof of the car with how much vertical momentum his body received from the pierced Dane's knotting attempts. With each thrust, Russel was able to bury more and more of his canine cock in the quivering clutches of the tight Shiba hole, his efforts of bringing the second round of on-the-road fucking to its conclusion coaxed on by the relentless, sweet tingles of sexual satisfaction traveling across his balls, sheath, shaft, and knot in hot surges that synced up with the pace of his fierce hip-pumps. He wanted to knot. He wanted to breed. Every single square inch of his furry canine body reflected that. His big Dane nostrils were flaring, the toned, bulging muscles of his herculean figure were tensing up, and his chest was heaving up and down with the warm, lusty breath of a hound in heat.

This was a mating Great Dane in his prime. Russel made sure to let the two younger males know that.

Just as Russel was about to conclude the intended crotch-locking with his honey-furred partner, the panting mess of a high school senior Shiba decided to pump the breaks and toss his right leg over onto the other side of the rutting Dane, seating himself sideways on top of the older male. The small, cheeky smirk on the horny Spitz's face made it clear to Russel that this was no accident. Damian wanted to be knotted sideways.

With the slutty stunt from the smaller male sending his reproductive desires into overdrive, Russel put every last ounce of strength that he had left in his loins into his next upwards pump. Damian's tailhole stood no chance.

The intimidating growl of a Great Dane rumbled in the frame of the big black pickup truck as Russel uncourteously buried the bulging knot of his monstrous breeding rocket behind the seal of Damian's sphincter. The subsequent eruption of dog jizz was so immediate, so abrupt and so strong that neither male was able to even start parting their jaws for a bark before the first potent surge of puppies slammed into the young Shiba's colon. Russel could feel the violent contracting of his nuts all over his lower body as the firm pair of Dane orbs pumped their second, steaming hot load of canine seed up the mature male's engorged knot and shaft, from where the warm male ooze exploded inside the submitting dog's quivering guts. With each throb of his tumescent breeder, Russel released more and more of his sticky male essence into the awaiting caress of Damian's colon, breeding the best friend of his stepson like many times before, getting his malehood absolutely milked by the outright voracious movements of the younger male's rectal anatomy.

Damian threw his head back and howled as the liquid litter of Dane cubs flooded the little empty space he had left in his bowels after taming the canine cock monster that was Russel's dick, unashamedly relieving himself onto the passenger seat, shooting multiple healthy spurts of adolescent dog seed out of his member. The cum rushed out of his modest doggy cock with such pressure that a pair of ropes even reached the window of the passenger side door. Damian could do nothing more than whimper defeatedly as the cute, chubby gut the Shiba had going on quickly swelled up to even grander proportions with how rapidly the copious volume of Dane seed was filling up Damian's insides, the only escape route for the potent ooze blocked by the swollen base of Russel's fucktool.

"Looks like... You'll be sitting in my lap for the rest of the ride..." Russel chuckled as soon as he had caught his breath, his trapped breeding tool squirting the remainder of his second load inside the panting Spitz, who held his ears folded along his head as he gazed at the cum splatter on the passenger seat with crossed eyes.

Ignoring the apparent unresponsiveness of the pup he had just fucked silly, Russel grabbed onto Damian's hips with his big paws and hastily rotated the dazed Shiba ninety degrees to the left in a maneuver that was just as pleasurable as the Dane expected. Damian whined and seemed to return to his senses, twitching his pointy ears as he was suddenly looking at the back of Josh's head and the view of the interstate opening up behind the driving Collie. His reaction to the abrupt 90-degree turn his colon had experienced was somewhat delayed, as it took him a full three seconds to gasp, whimper, and then moan whilst another, smaller load of cum got squeezed out of his deflating canine cock, most of it landing on the dark fur of Josh's back.

"Think you can move over son?" Russel huffed, trying to feel out the small lever on the side of his seat.

"Uh-huh!"

The adult Dane used his sculpted abdominal muscles to prise himself up into a sitting position, cranking up the backrest of the carseat with him. For a short while all three canine passengers of the car were sitting in the driver seat.

"That'll do pup! Now make us some room." Russel groaned, extending his left arm to take control of the steering wheel and reinstate himself as the driver of the behemoth of an automobile. Josh nimbly climbed his way out from between his dad and the steering wheel, nonchalantly slipping into the passenger seat after wiping some of his friend's cum away from the surface of it.

"Good! Now put your seatbelt on. I'd rather not get pulled over with two high schoolers in my car and neither of them wearing one."

The cheerful collie didn't argue with his step-parent and swiftly pulled the protective strap over his waist and chest, the resounding click of the locking mechanism concluding the matter within a few seconds.

"Hey..." Josh soon opened his mouth, curiously leaning himself closer to the big Dane and the panting Shiba who was sitting locked to his lap. "Should I send this to mom?"

Russel diverted his attention from the road for a few seconds, watching a short recording of the young Collie sitting behind the steering wheel and the Dane and Shiba fucking in the background. He furrowed his well-defined brows and groaned dismissively.

"Are you kidding? She would probably flip out on me for letting you drive the truck without a seatbelt. You know how fussy she is about me wearing one."

Josh smirked as Russel put his other paw on the smooth leather of the robust steering wheel and pressed his foot on the gas.