Big Straight Cock in Gay Ass – First Dip
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Hello everyone, here's something short and smutty from yours truly.
The title tells it all, really. If you have any comments, please be encouraged to drop a few lines! Comments, votes, faves, watches and all are appreciated by me in great proportions.
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Ever since he became involved in the great art of gay sex, Ryan had learned at least one fact, if nothing else.
Everyone wanted a big fucking cock.
Ryan might not have been the most handsome Rottweiler, nor did he pack an obscene amount of muscle on his lean frame, but he had a cock that only stopped growing at 12 and a half inches. His balls were often described to be as big as tennis balls, usually once they were weighted in a paw and slick with saliva from someone who had tried to gobble them down into their maw and been unable to fit it all in there. His knot was the size of a modest orange, the source of very satisfying PLOPS as a result of it being showed into or pulled from bodily orifices.
Girls had never been quite enough for the Rottie, they'd always been afraid of that thing hanging between his legs like some fleshy second tail growing out of the wrong side of the canine's. His swaying balls bruised lithe girly thighs and his seed was plentiful enough to flood their pussies with so much cum that they'd just leak and leak and leak and complain about sex with Ryan being too messy. The complains and nagging and calls of being a heartless bastard who only wanted to fuck girls and nothing more did really onto his nerves in the end, even if he really never did deny the fact that al he wanted was a warm hole to screw with his big whopper of a pussy buster. He just liked to stick it under a tail and do his stuff, and get his rocks off, and that was it. No wedding bells and no cubs and a minivan for taking them to football or ballet practice after school.
One night, horny as crap and not bothering to jerk off, and after being stood off by a date, he had been chatted up by a bear. Not an obvious type, neat, masculine, had a plaid shirt, looked to be a regular fellow having a beer. He gave Ryan the eyes and asked if he wanted to have another drink at the bear's place. Ryan wanted to punch the bear in the muzzle and tell him that he was no fucking fag, but a real alpha male, who had a while line of bitches behind his door, and a couple of especially nympho ones on the speed dial on his phone.
That night Ryan ended up fucking a fag for the first time. The bear was on his knees on his cold wooden floor, pants down around his beefy ankles while he felt up Ryan's ass and legs and belly and package while the Rottie stood there looking disinterred. Then his pants were dropped and the bear could just gape and smile and curse at the sight of the twelve inches of doggie cock standing up straight, pink, proud, leaking, hard and with a knot that might have turned off furs of less pent up attitude. The bear's own hard, pointed cock could not match the challenge, not a chance.
The bear cursed even harder once he tried to get that thing into his muzzle and actually gagged when a potent spurt of pre coated his tongue and slithered down his muzzle and into his throat. Ryan just grunted and put his paws behind the bear's neck, making sure that he would not try to escape from the harsh thrusts of his tongue between the bear's slobbery lips and his carefully held back teeth. The gargling sounds around his cock told the horny Rottie that he was doing something right, even when spit dribbled down his shaft and over his furry balls as a result of the bear's desperate attempt to give the canine a proper blowjob. He ended up getting his muzzle and face covered in spunk from the Rottie who held his cock in a paw, the bear's own paw curled around Ryan's knot while the doggie jerked himself off all over the bear's maw and is expecting tongue, making the horny bear into an image of sluttiness, all hidden in the demeanour and body of a burly big brown bear. Ryan watched how the bear opened his eyes that had been practically glued closed with his cum, and how little droplets of the white stuff clung to the bear's eyelashes, and how his tongue hung out slack and dripped some cum to the unwashed floor.
Still the bear's tail wagged slowly, and his messy fuckhole that was his maw looked like it could have taken a couple of loads more. He wanted something more though, for his balls had much more to give, and the bear was willing, all too willing, by the looks of that mournful look when Ryan pretended that he was putting his cock back into his messy pre-soaked jeans. It didn't take much negotiation to get the bear standing braced against the arm rest of an old leather sofa, his clothes removed and tossed aside while the Rottie stood behind him and watched how the bear worked pawfuls of something greasy up and down his ass crack. His stubby tail was held up while he rubbed lube all over his ass, paying special attention to the hairy pucker found from that slick crevice. Furs became matted by the grease rubbed all over that sloppy crack and the pink wrinkle that looked much like a girl's tailhole, Ryan decided. He had only managed to stick his dick into less than a dozen tailholes, and with no pussy available, the bear thus would have to act as his hole.
"Get it really slick, you're gonna need all the help you can get," the Rottie snorted, not doing a thing to actually help out with the process.
The bear made a series of low grunts when he stuck a couple of hefty pawfingers into his anus and poked and prodded himself while trying to desperately stretch himself out a little bit for the ordeal that was awaiting for him as soon as he managed to get himself at least moderately ready for the reaming he was suspecting could come at any moment.
"Just grab that armrest and try not to make too much noise. I don't want the mood to be ruined by some fucking grunting."
The bear's ears flattened and he bit down his teeth, wondering whether it would hurt to have all those red, throbbing inches deep under his subby little tail.
It hurt like hell after the first six inches were showed into him in one long thrust when the bear's tailhole gave away under the Rottie's huge cock and the insistent pressure put onto his lubed pucker. The muscles complained and the bear hissed between his teeth, still making sure not to let out too much of mood-ruining noise, the way the Rottie had described it. Still, it felt like something hot and huge and burning was thrust into him, probably displacing half of his internal organs in their respective places when that huge thing wormed through his muscle rings and into his gut, pressing against places the bear didn't think existed. He'd always been a size queen and loved taking horses up his well-lubed ass, but the shape of the canine was something else, different bulges and the blunt tip that made for a whole different experience.
It wasn't simply a huge cock under his tail and deep in his rectum, it was a big fucking huge pulsing doggie dick that was stuck under his tail into his anus that was acting as a pussy for the pent up Rottie, the canine who had decided as soon as the bear had his lips around Ryan's cock that it didn't matter where the hole belonged to, as long as it was warm and sufficiently tight to keep a good grip on his dick.
The bear's ass fit like a glove, sucking on his length with rhythmic movements of his innards as the bear's body, experienced or not, tried to expel the giant mass of canine flesh from its depths. It hurt and it was in deep, and squashed his prostate right on flat, it seemed, and that wasn't even counting the knot that pressed against the bear's messy ass cheeks, poking against his anus hugely dilated around the base of Ryan's thick shaft.
The bear couldn't help but groan at the feeling, loud, deep, throaty.
Ryan smacked the bear's ass on both sides with his paws, heavy, hard smacks that caused the bear to yelp and accidentally push himself even more deeply onto the cock in his ass. The Rottie's claws raked over his back while Ryan snarled.
"I don't want my girl to sound like a fucking DUDE, you heard that, bitch?"
The subby bear could only simply nod, his own cock rock hard and throbbing and leaking despite the humiliating treatment from the Rottie.
"Good girl."
It was the roughest fuck the experienced bear had ever had to endure, with the twelve inches of Rottie sliding in and out of his ass like some sort of a hydraulic machine at work. Every thrust was like a punch in the stomach, and whenever the cock was sliding outwards it felt like his guts were pulled away along with the movement of that giant cock deep inside his tailhole. The Rottie's paws gripped his round, almost femininely full ursine hips tightly and simply held along while his hips pounded the bear's ass ruthlessly. His balls swayed and smacked against the bear's taint, even colliding with his own less prominent pair, but that reminder of the more masculine nature of his partner Ryan could accept for now. He had his cock in a warm hole, that was more than enough to keep him happy, the Rottie decided, his tail swaying form side to side while he fucked the bear slowly but surely, his own drool dripping off his slack tongue and over the bear's back.
He was already a mess from the cum covering his face, the Rottie drool on his back and the lube that was everywhere, including Ryan's belly and thighs, and the constant spurts of pre leaking into the bear's gut were not a small addition either. The air was full of the musk of a rut, of a really hard fuck where the only reason for the whole act was to get off as fast as it was physically possible. The bear did a remarkably good job at being quiet, with only the occasional hiss escaping from his tightly closed muzzle while he rode out the pain and the following slowly increasing pleasure of being used so thoroughly.
It would not have been complete without Ryan's knot making its way past that tight if mutilated muscle ring and into the bear's rectum, and this he accomplish with a series of hard thrusts that made the bear yell out in a remarkable high-pitched way when the ball of hot, pulsing flesh tore his old one and embedded itself into the flabby male's skewered ass. Ryan tilted his head back and howled as the bear's flesh convulsed all over his battering ram of canine pride and caused his balls to release the second serving of fresh doggie cum for the night. The bear's guts were filled to the brim and he managed to leak even through the tight seal of the knot closing up his tailhole. Dribbles of cum made its way down to his thighs and his balls while the Rottie huffed and grunted and cursed while he felt the last spurts of his cream ooze into the bear's violated butt.
"Good girl...I think you'll deserve a special gift for being such a good girl," the Rottie almost crooned, and the bear even dared to look over his shoulder, his cum-stained muzzle lifted to see what was going on behind him at his violated rear end.
The bear got his answer as soon as there was a strong tugging against his hole, the Rottie's cock moving with the result that the knot pressed all against his pucker, batting it from within while the canine was doing something that was incomprehensible at first, but soon made so much sense that the bear's cheeks were already aflame with submissive pleasure and shame when the Rottie lifted his right leg. The bear groaned at the continued feeling of having somethinh huge prod his sensitive and swollen tailhole, but it was nothing compared to the fact of soon feeling something warm and hot press against his ass cheeks, and it wasn't the Rottie's hips, but his own rump, for he had turned to the classic canine ass to ass position, somehow managing to flip his cock so that it pressed out between his legs, still stuck under the bear's tail and lodged firmly into the thickly muscled hole buried into the bear's messy crack.
Ryan grunted at the feeling of balls on his balls, and how his tail hit the bear's back while he wagged it. Even that subtle movement was enough to cause his cock to move minutely inside the bear's ass, the hole he was stuck into, his knot hidden behind the pursed ass lips of that hot pucker he took as his spare pussy and filled with enough cum to make a dozen cubs, if the bear had been a female Rottie in heat.
The bear's belly gurgled, his cock throbbed, and the Rottie wagged his tail still, his cock pulsing under the bear's tail and inside his ass, hard big, and definitely stuck. The position was the ultimate humiliation for the bear, since it was something a canine would do not only to his mate, but to his bitch, to show that she had been fully taken, and that the male was fully stuck inside him and would remain as they were, ass to ass, so that anyone could see the alpha male stuck inside his bitch, taking the odd spurt of leftover cum whenever a hot spark of pleasure hit through the doggie's balls and caused another eruption of spunk into his bitch.
The bear moaned in deep, sweet, painful, pleasurable submission, hung his head down and whimpered as the wagging tail slapped all over his back while the cock pulsed against his squeezed prostate, keeping him at the edge of an orgasm he might or might no reach. The Rottie attached to the cock inside him didn't care.
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There we go. I might or might not write more about this Rottie. It remains to be seen.
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