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It's really amazing how things can happen just on happenstance. GB was busily trying to find some way to alleviate his needy erection after seeing Weed being breed by Jerome and his father, when along comes Weed, like some kind of merciful gift from horny angels above.

The older canine didn't waste too much time with specifics as he walked over to the other and then began to sniff and lick around Weed's head. The heat in his blood had already burned away any rational thoughts about the whys and why nots of doing what he was thinking and all that was left behind was a mass of canine instincts that demanded relief.

Weed, for his part, took everything well enough as his long time friend and companion nuzzled and licked him like the pup he was. It was somewhat embarrassing to have the older dog do such a thing to him, especially in the middle of nowhere like they were, but it really didn't matter much to Weed as he felt his own arousal start to build up between his legs.

Between the younger mixed breed's furry haunches quivered a demure canine sheath and robin egg shaped testicles that were responding to the feelings of canine intimacy being shared between their owner and the other male.

Weed tried not to groan like some female but it was hard as he felt his fluffy tail wag behind him and his ears flatten themselves onto his head as he gave into the forbidden feelings of male love that were being showered upon his forehead. The dry breeze felt cool and warm, or it might have been his own body heating up and making him shiver from the inside out, and as the Akita mix stood and let his older friend continue the little dog's nose twitched from the scent of male lust rising up into the air. The smell was pungent and yet, somehow very sweet in his nose.

Weed couldn't help but take large gulps of air until soon he was panting in time with GB's own harsh intakes of air.

The older dog sounded like a freight train as he huffed and licked over the edge of his black lips while appraising the petite body below his roving tongue. The red organ thoroughly washed Weed down until the pup's own scent was mixed with GB's own heavy stench. In a subliminal way, this was the older canine's way of claiming the mateless dog for his own, but the repercussions of that act would come much later, for now GB grunted and pulled himself away as he stood on four quivering legs as his enormous, or at least it was to Weed, cock jutted out between his legs and pointed directly at the pup.

Weed blinked open his eyes, of which he hadn't remembered closing at any point but must have, only to find himself coming directly closer to a red pointed spear, even though his feet were planted firmly onto the ground. The smaller canine had just enough time to look up and see the English setter's furry torso moving across his head like the sung before his nose was smack dab with said dog's malehood.

It was a surreal experience for Weed, even though he wasn't as innocent as he had been when he first started leading the canine company towards victory for the Ohu Mountains, and as he sniffed the musky tool and let his tongue instinctively lick out over the pre soaked tip Weed found that he liked the taste.

The initial flavor was heavy and thick, not cloying or vicarious, but more like running your taste buds over a piece of sweet fruit and then biting into a piece of venison. An odd mix within itself, but not unappealing, especially when the little dog licked once, twice and then a third time until he was all out lapping over GB's maleness like some kind of bitch in heat.

If anyone were to have seen such a thing, it would have looked very strange to them; one older dog with spots standing and humping his hips slightly forward into a much smaller pup's muzzle and seeing said youth laving over the other with rising gusto.

While nothing out of the ordinary for the canine soldiers of various ranks in the Ohu, in either Hougen's army or Weed's, usually one never saw something like this on any standard day. However, one would have been hard pressed not to become aroused by the sexual energy coursing a way through the area as GB began to hump into Weed faster and harder as his furry haunches danced in the air without a set rhythm. The smaller Akita mix coughed and gagged as his throat was soon choking onto his companion's tool, but unrelenting Weed opened his muzzle and took down everything he could get into his much too small throat, almost as if driven to prove himself to the other.

The minutes ticked by as they always do, the only thing changing in the area was GB getting even rougher with the smaller dog and Weed's eyes spilling with unrepressed tears as his throat muscles were ravaged by the larger male. It was getting so bad that the bulge in Weed's throat could be seed contracting and expanding around the red rocket as if waiting for it to exploded and deliver the contents behind the organ in the awaiting flailing testicles beneath GB's tail. The twin orbs swung back and forth rhythmically as the larger English setter kept up his frantic pace and soon the two spheres began to pull upwards in readiness to unleash their load.

Weed didn't really notice anything as he kept his eyes clenched shut tightly while breathing in the heady scent of GB's musk as his nose was rammed into the larger canine's chest again and again. Not one to complain and surrender, Weed dug his paws into the ground, tearing up the dirt and held fast even as a large ball of flesh began to swell up and force its way into his throat. It was by the time that GB was grunting and drooling like a mad dog as he turned his head to the side and found someone watching him get it on with his little mate.

The Setter blinked and growled, stopping his hips from driving into Weed and giving the other a chance to finally breath, when he dipped his head low and spied two little eyes peering at him from behind some bushes. A hard bark made Weed pull away and then turn to find Mel slinking out with his head ducked down and his tail in between his legs. The smaller golden retriever whimpered and padded over on hesitant feet and once he was finally within GB's range the other puppy yipped and tried to seem as innocent as possibly so as to not incur the other's lust-born wrath.

The Setter didn't make a move however, Weed did as he moved from underneath his companion towards his other friend to nuzzle the smaller pup and lick over Mel's head. The second pup yipped and groaned as his own tiny erection began to peek out from between his furry haunches and then jutted up into the air, right underneath Weed's nose. The Akita mix didn't seem to mind as he reassured his friend that he was in no trouble with rapid caresses of his tongue, even as GB spied the fluffy upturned tail of his and the pink puckered hole that seemed to be winking at him in an obvious cock tease.

Taking the moment to shake his head and lick the slobber from around his lips, GB grunted and lifted his leg to look down at his still hard erection. The eight and a half inches of canine meat stood long and proud with veins snaking around like serpents coiling and looking for prey and then down to the twice big, paw sized knot that stood at the end of his shaft. The meaty orb was ready to implant itself into a willing body and as GB lowered his leg and zeroed his gaze onto Weed's tailhole, the older dog decided that he'd get his relief in one manner or another.

Watching for a few seconds as Weed ducked his head down and nuzzled, sniffed and tongued at Mel's tiny doghood, the older canine grunted before walking over both pups and then setting his four paws around them making a makeshift barrier against the world. Weed wasn't paying attention to his other companion, even as his senses told him that something was about to happen, so when GB aimed and thrust his cock at the ring underneath his upturned tail the little Akita mix could only bark and yelp as he was speared like a fish onto a harpoon.

The younger canine fought and fidgeted as he tried to get away, but with Mel underneath him and GB's bulk above him there was nowhere for him to go. Stuck firmly between the proverbial hard place and rock like canine dick, Weed didn't have any choice but to accept what the Setter was thrusting upon his body. And thrust GB did, over and over the older canine jammed his haunches into Weed without thought or care as restless abandon took hold of him and made the horny male hump his weight into Weed again and again like a piston.

The inner tubing of the Akita mix's bowels were spread open butter against a hot knife as GB took him like a female without much consent. Though it couldn't have been called rape on the basis that the blowjob that Weed was giving GB would have probably lead to this act naturally, Weed's insides made much complaint as they were forced to mesh into organs that weren't supposed to have been touched so intimately.

Down below, Mel was grunting as he felt Weed's weight press heavier on top of him, a byproduct of GB's mass weighing down on the Akita, but soon found himself moaning happily and wagging his tail underneath his legs as Weed began to suck and lick over his aroused erection. The dog in the middle having decided that since he wasn't going to be getting out of his position anytime soon, he might as well try to find some pleasure in the act, his own cock having been sandwiched between his and Mel's stomachs as he was rocked forward by GB's thrusts.

The stimulation for the pups varied between erotic and somewhat uncomfortable but it was what it was as GB seemed to be in complete control, even as he lost control over himself. Saliva and spittle dripped from the edges of the Setter's muzzle as he growled and furiously thrusted into the Akita pup underneath his with newfound furor.

The sight was both arousing as well as somewhat ghastly as GB seemed to be lording over both pups as if they were his own breeding stock. The blue and silvery fur of Weed meshed with Mel's own golden pelt seeming to mix together to form a collage of coloration that was only made more breathtaking as the red of the Setter's cock came out and appeared between Weed's furry rump while Mel's own pink maleness could be seen being laved over the Akita's rust colored tongue. It was both disturbing and yet highly euphoric as the three canines danced an old dance between each other with the sky darkening above them as the sun set below the skyline.

Weed soon began to urgently run his tongue over Mel's hard flesh as he felt GB's knot slam against his pucker and demand entrance. Already hard and heavy from before, the tight fist of flesh smacked into the pup's butt hard enough to leave bruises, not to mention the sticky, stinky musk that belonged to the Setter. Marking the other's insides and outsides, GB's thoughts seemed to center down to the point where all he wanted was to let lose his puppybatter inside of the smaller dog and then watch the flood come out of Weed's muzzle all over Mel.

It was a sick thought, or would have been in any other given situation, but as Weed's ass started to flower open and spread around his overly wide girth, GB couldn't have thought of anything more erotic at the moment for his bitch.

Below, Mel was grunted as Weed tongued him with expert skill and soon his own puppy balls began to seize up and his first load of the night ran through his shaft up into the Akita's throat. Weed caught the slight mixture of seed and pre without missing a beat as he drunk down his friend's load, not really even thinking about coughing it up or spiting it out. Between his legs, Weed's shaft was ready to jettison his own expulsion of cum and it was on GB's hundredth hard stroke, firmly planting his knot into the smaller frame under him that the Akita came like a fire hose.

Being a little older than the other pup, Weed's canine fluids shot out onto Mel's tummy and chest for several seconds more than the golden retriever's own orgasm, not that it really mattered since both climaxes were obscured. Mel's watery seed being lost to the darkness of Weed's throat and the Akita's own mess splattered between their both of their fur to get stuck and line their torsos with yellowish-white cream. The only one who's seed could be seen was GB's but that didn't come for several more seconds until the Setter let out an ear flattening howl as he hunched forward once, twice and then thrice into Weed, curling his legs around both pups like a furry vice, and then let his puppybatter surge up from his balls into Weed's stomach.

While GB's grandiose thoughts of seeing his canine love seeping from out of Weed's throat didn't come true... the amount of cum that rushed into the pup's belly did inflate the Akita's midsection somewhat before rushing out around the plug that his knot made to squirt out around his thighs and legs and then drip down onto the grass below. The quantity of liquid that came out beguiled the Setter's egg sized testicles, it should have been impossible for so much to leak out from the undersize of Weed' tailhole, but that didn't seem to matter as the flood came and came and came some more before finally coming to a slow drip out of Weed's ass.

When GB finally brought his head down from his ear shaking howl, the Setter huffed and panted harder than he ever had before while looking around at nothing in particular. What he failed to see behind his tired eyes were the faces of countless other males who had been watching the scene before them, some of them just now coming into the area on fast paws after hearing the explosive howl, and then standing in awe at what they were seeing. More than a dozen haunches were quivering as the male soldiers watched the spectacle before them with hungry eyes and a few of the more aggressive ones stepped forward to sniff the air and then the two pups who were resting beneath the stud atop of them both.

One male, a Koro Inu, came and barked into GB's face, waking the other up from his slight daze and bared his fangs hard enough to make the other male frantically pull out of Weed, not giving his knot enough time to shrink and making the young Akita yelp in discomforting pain. When the Setter had completely removed himself, the same Inu butted him out of the way so that he could see what kind of damage had been done.

Weed raised his head up, now that GB's torso wasn't over his head anymore and he could roll his aching shoulders, and then looked to see all of the aroused males forming a tight circle around him and Mel and then shuddered visibly as the Inu behind him sniffed at his backside and then began to lick out at his distended tailhole. The smaller Akita yipped and turned his head to look back at who was behind him, only to look down and see Mel squirming to get out from under him and then dart away just as a large Boxer looking dog came over with his cock out and poised in his direction.

Weed had a feeling that there wasn't going to be much escape for him, so resignedly, the pup opened his muzzle just in time for the dog to fit his doggyhood inside of the Akita's throat and begin, what would be, a long series of blowjobs for the evening. At his rear, the Inu became intoxicated by the scent of semen, sweat, and lust coming from off of Weed as he sniffed and snorted around the pup's rear before pulling back and then pulling forward around the smaller dog's body.

The ring of males, plus GB who was licking himself clean, watched as the little pup was roughly mated with savage fury by the two bigger males. No one seemed to be in Weed's defense when it came to trying to stop the cruel shagging going on instead, every male had his eyes poised on what part of the pup they wanted and barking and growling between each other about who would go next. Weed, for his part, didn't resist and just took what was given...and oh so much of it was by the time the sun rose.

By the time the first rays of dawn hit the sky Weed was a fountain of canine cum and sweat and musk as he lay underneath a large pair Dobermans who were nestled into both his orifices while huffing and panting into each other's faces.

When the pair would pull away the young Akita would be so full of puppyjuice that he would audible slosh when he walked. His fur would be matted down to the point where no bath would get the stench of male sex out of his fur and his tailhole would continue to leak whitish-yellow streams for the first hour of the morning until he was dumped into a cold river to allow his anal muscles to firmly close back into place.

But that was another twenty minutes away...the Dobermans only had their second orgasms at the moment...

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