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Solarian's jaw stretched wide, muzzle filled from his lips to the back of his throat with fat, juicy canine cock. The wolf-tiger hybrid's orange and chocolate brown tail lay flat along the ground behind him as he knelt, head tipped back, eyes watering, as the thick shaft pulled back. The canine-feline male stared up at the hulking male in front of him, hardly able to see as the thick cock plunged back in, forcing more tears from his eyes. His triangular ears went flat as he heard the heavy, muscular mastiff speak.

"Fuck... you love suckin' mah cock, doncha?"

Solarian met Vaughn two hours earlier at a local gay bar. The mastiff was big, a few inches taller even than Solarian, who was usually the tallest in a room at 6-foot-seven. Vaughn was dressed in a pair of ragged, torn up blue jeans and a red-and-black plaid shirt. The jeans weren't the artsy, brand name kind of cut-up acid-washed jeans. These were just old, used, and worn. He had big black boots on his large feet and carried himself with confidence.

He'd spotted Solarian at the bar. The wolf-tiger was there with friends, but the mastiff was aggressive from the start. He'd come right up to Solarian, leaned into him, put his paw right on the wolf-tiger's crotch, and squeezed. Solarian hadn't known how to respond - he was shocked at the audacity, unnerved by the confidence, but mostly aroused by the possibility. The mastiff complimented him on his muscular body - Solarian was fit, toned, tall, and handsome, not the typical twink that he assumed Vaughn's type went for. He'd been wrong, of course, and went home with the canine after a few too many drinks.

He was rethinking his decisions now as the big mastiff's powerful thighs flexed under his palms. The canine humped forward hard, grinding the pointed tip of his cock down the back of his throat. His knot was swelling, grinding against his lips. Whenever Solarian could get a breath of air, it stunk with the smell of the mastiff's cigar.

The big dog kept a paw tight on the back of Solarian's head, keeping the blunt muzzle deep on his throbbing dick. His hips pumped forward as he held his cigar in his other hand, between two fingers. Smoke curled from his nostrils as he exhaled eyes down to watch the tiger slurp and swallow on his cock.

"What a fucking whore..."

Solarian's ears burned. The verbal abuse began immediately in the bar. Vaughn leaned in close and whispered in his ear about how much he wanted the wolf-tiger's fine ass, how much he liked Solarian's cute little muzzle. The wolf-tiger gagged on the mastiff's cock as his eyes closed, nostrils flaring with the canine musk.

Vaughn was not exactly in shape. He was powerful, strong, almost muscular, but his age showed in the roundness of his belly and the growing flab in his arms and legs. His short, dense fur was not smooth and velvety, but rough and stiff. A blotch of white spread across his bare chest and speared down his belly, like an arrow pointing towards his crotch and the rock hard canine cock jutting from it.

Solarian's cheeks burned as the mastiff grunted and pulled out, pawing at his cock, eliciting a few more dollops of pre-cum. Vaughn wiped them on Solarian's cheeks, cigar now clenched firmly between his teeth. The wolf-tiger flinched as the hard, ten-inch long cock rubbed lewdly across his cheeks, his lips, even covering his eyes. The mastiff was scenting him, making sure the canine smell would be on him for several days, god damn it, but the thought only made Solarian hotter.

The wolf-tiger cried out when Vaughn grabbed the back of his head, pulling on his long orange head fur. The mastiff wasn't playing - he threatened to pull out chunk of fur if Solarian resisted. The cock ground along his lips again as the mastiff pushed forward, rubbing his balls over the wolf-tiger's chin.

A thick cloud of sweet, pungent cigar smoke surrounded Solarian's muzzle, momentarily chasing away the canine's musk.

"Heh... heheh... slutty little whore... hope your ass ain't all used up..."

Vaughn's floppy jowls shook as he grabbed his cock and guided it between Solarian's lips again. The tiger choked on it as the mastiff plunged in, ramming it hard into the back of his throat, grinding it down, forcing it deeper, ignoring the wolf-cat's struggles. Cigar smoke blinded the hybrid as two powerful paws gripped the sides of his head. He could feel the mastiff's huge hips thrusting and felt the dog's belly push against his nose and eyes each time.

Vaughn growled loudly as he pumped forward, pulling his cock back and forth. Each thrust was deeper than the one before it. Solarian coughed, hacking up pre-cum between thrusts, but the coughs were stifled each time by the wet, thick length thrusting back in. He couldn't breathe... his chest was tight... he pushed at the mastiff's thighs, but it was like trying to push the bolted-down barstools at that dive bar.

Finally, however, Vaughn relented. His cock was harder than ever, constantly dripping. He pulled free of Solarian's muzzle and grabbed his cigar between his fingers. The wet, red length spit a few spurts of pre-cum across Solarian's backside as the tiger fell forward, unintentionally prostrate in front of the mastiff as he coughed and swallowed, eyes streaming with unbidden tears. His throat burned, but his cock ached for more.

Solarian yelped when hot embers singed his backside. He lurched back up and reached back, trying to brush the cigar ash from between his shoulder blades. He couldn't reach.

There were three ashtrays in this dirty motel room, Solarian thought, but this fucking dog wants to use me as one.

Despite the anger he felt, Solarian's balls pulled up, arousal increasing despite himself.

"You're a pretty good little cocksucker," Vaughn grunted, inhaling on his cigar. The bright red ember glowed, lighting up his broad, blunt face and squared off head. A few strands of drool hung from the corners of his jowls. "You suck a lot of cock, ya little whore?"

Solarian's throat erupted in a growl.

"Fuck you! Who the fu-"

Solarian reared back, clutching his cheek, muzzle open in a big "o". The mastiff glared at him, palm raised.

"Keep talking back, you little slut..."

The mastiff growled a warning and chewed on his cigar. Solarian stared at him, hurt welling up inside. The dog hit him! Slapped him! Well, fuck this, Solarian thought, jumping to his feet. Without saying a word, he turned to get his clothes, intent on leaving.

"Where you think you're going?" Vaughn growled behind him.

Solarian felt hands on his hips and tried to twist around, but the larger, heavier dog pushed him forward. He landed on all fours with a thud, the mastiff right on top of him. The wolf-tiger shook, trying to throw the canine off, fur bushing out in rage as his claws tore through the dirty purple motel carpet beneath.

"You ain't going anywhere 'til I says you do," the mastiff grunted, wrapping an arm around Solarian's neck.

The hybrid struggled, but a moment later he felt the pointed tip grind under his tail. The mastiff lurched forward, wet cock grinding into Solarian's dry hole. It hurt like a bitch.

"Oh, fuck you, you motherfucker!" the wolf-tiger cried, trying to twist away.

The much larger canine on top of him pulled his fist back and punched Solarian in the muzzle. It wasn't hard, more of a warning, but enough to make the tiger see stars for a moment.

"Shut the fuck up, bitch..."

Solarian grunted, huffing and panting, breathing hard as the dog's belly ground against his backside. His legs spread and a whine erupted from his muzzle as Vaughn's hips kept pushing, driving his cock in deeper. Solarian's tail hole felt like it was on fire and he wriggled, making his cock bounce off his inner thighs.

"Oh, god damn, you're a tight fuck," Vaughn moaned from above him. The dog's large chin came to rest between Solarian's ears, cigar still clamped between his teeth. "Mmmm... gonna fuck this ass raw... make you love every inch..."

"You fuck!" Solarian gasped, stiffening as the mastiff pushed in the last few inches, burying himself completely inside the stationary wolf-tiger.

"You know it, slut."

Vaughn shifted his hips, grinding his knot against Solarian's tail hole until the wolf-tiger writhed beneath him. Smoke filled the already hazy room as the dog panted on his cigar. The sweet smoke billowed around Solarian's head as he felt paws grab his elbows.

Vaughn pulled Solarian's elbows to the sides, suddenly taking out his support. The wolf-tiger landed on his chest with a gasp the breath was knocked out of him. The mastiff's weight pinned him down as those strong hips pulled back, removing five or six inches of swollen canine cock. They pumped in hard as the hyperventilating male underneath howled. Thick pre-cum helped him take the shaft more easily, but it was still pretty dry, hard and rough. His tail swung, batting at the mastiff's smooth, nearly furless chest. The big canine shifted his grip, both paws on Solarian's shoulder blades. His hips pulled back again, slammed home.

"Fuck! Ooh, fuck, it's too big!"

"Yeah, you like a nice thick cock up your ass, don't you, slut?"

Solarian twitched and pushed back, hips clenching unintentionally around the fatness filling his guts. His cheeks burned when he felt his cock throb, pulsing and spitting pre-cum under his belly. He was aroused, damn it. He did want the mastiff - the rude, rough, mean, hung mastiff. He moaned, under his breath, as the length slid in again, up to the knot.

"Yeah... I know you want this cock, you bitch," the wolf-tiger heard Vaughn say. The mastiff's weight increased on his lower back - the fat belly melded perfectly to his fit curves. "Beg me for it... I wanna hear you ask for more."

Fingers curled into the back of Solarian's head fur, pulling his muzzle off the carpet. He whined, unable to stop the noise, as the mastiff plunged in again. Vaughn let his head drop with a thud and laughed. He thrust a few more times, testing out how much he was stretching the wolf-tiger's tight ass.

The room echoed with the sounds of the first spank. Solarian's body twitched and he cried out, cursing the mastiff anew, which only earned him several more open-palm smacks. His ask jiggled, burned, and clenched as the mastiff kept pounding him, harder now, faster, still striking his ass at random intervals.

"You like getting spanked, slut?" Vaughn asked, ears twitching. His cock was aching already as the wolf-tiger's tight ring milked his length. "C'mon... just beg me to cum in you... I know you want it..."

Solarian moaned as he felt the huge shaft grind through his belly again. The mastiff was right, of course. He did want to get filled. Fucked into a puddle. Roughly handled. He whined, body arching, pushing himself back onto the heavy thrusts.

"Yeah, that's my boy," Vaughn muttered. "You little sluts can't help but ride my cock..."

Solarian shudder as the length pulled back. There was a glans, wide, with a pointed tip. The midsection of the shaft bulged, thicker than the rest, before narrowing near the top of the knot. Vaughn's knot was big, thick as a baseball, and he regularly ground it forward, trying to pop it into the hybrid's jiggling rump.

Solarian wasn't sure how much time passed as Vaughn humped his upturned rump. The pain faded, leaving only the pleasurable sensations, the tip grinding his prostrate, the width stretching him out, the paws groping his shoulders and sides... and the words.

The mastiff's paws curled around his chest and found his nipples. They were pierced with barbells.

"C'mon, slut... beg for it... tell me you want it," the mastiff growled, the air around them equal parts hot breath and warm smoke. "I can feel you squeezin'... now just tell me how bad you need it..."

"Ohhh... fuck... your cock feels s o good!"

Solarian froze. Had he just said that? The dog's growls increased in volume, as did the pace of his relentless thrusting. Out, almost to the tip, and then all the way back in... it made his ass tingle.

"Fuck me! Oh, god, I need your cock!"

Solarian's body burned with shame now. He couldn't stop the babbling, the pleading, any more than he could stop ten inches of determined mastiff cock from fucking his brains out. Vaughn pulled back farther now, until he was entirely out, leaving Solarian's cum-drenched hole gaping. A second later, the mastiff's hips dropped and he forced his cock to the knot in a single go.

Solarian panted, unable to howl, unable to do anything but make low moans as the mastiff's pace picked up further. The dog pulled entirely out for each thrust before dropping back in, using the weight of his hips to spread open the hybrid's ass. Solarian's moans and Vaughn's deep grunts filled the room as the mastiff kept going, pounding, thrusting, in and out completely every other second, until the massive cock ground in deep and stayed there.

"Beg for my cum, slut," Vaughn hissed. The mastiff's hips rolled back and forth, teasing the knot at his tight pucker. "Beg for it..."

"Fill me up, oh god, please! It's so big!"

Vaughn grinned, lips lifting to reveal his impressive array of teeth. "Good boy."

Solarian's face twisted into a look of absolute shock and pain for just a second. Vaughn moaned again, louder than ever, as the fit tiger-wolf's tight ass clenched on his baseball-sized knot. Solarian rolled side to side on his belly, claws shredding the carpet in front of him.

Vaughn smacked the hybrid's ass again, watching as the chocolate brown stripes jiggled. Solarian howled.

"All right, bitch... here I cum..."

Vaughn's hips pumped slower this time. The movements were short, direct, barely movements at all. But to Solarian, who could feel every fat inch of the mastiff's bulbous cock and knot, it was tortuous pleasure. His cock was hard, harder than he could ever remember. Every time the canine insulted him, thrills of forbidden pleasure made his knees shake. The canine ground down, forcing Solarian totally flat to the floor.

A blast of cigar smoke made Solarian cough, even as he tightened up from head to toe, especially around the hard shaft plunged inside him. Vaughn's lips curled back and his tail wagged furiously as his orgasm rushed over him. His heavy, low-hanging nuts swung as he pumped his load deep into the wolf-tiger underneath him. His knot, sensitive and firm, pulled backwards, making Solarian gasp.

The mastiff settled on top of the wolf-tiger mix easily, enjoying the strong clenches on his still spurting cock. Solarian moaned pathetically as a large paw wrapped around his muzzle, groping at his face and neck.

"Mmm... damn... you're a good, tight little fuck," Vaughn growled between clenched teeth. "Shit, you're so tight and hot on my knot..."

Vaughn shuddered, belly jiggling against Solarian's backside. The smaller male groaned in response as the mastiff teased him with his knot, clawed at his shoulders with his fingers, and slapped at his ass, hard and heavy smacks.

"Takes about twenty minutes to go down," Vaughn huffed. "Can't wait to pull out, watch your sloppy ass drain... then I get to fuck your bitch muzzle all over again."

Solarian groaned. His jaw ached where the big dog punched him earlier; his cheek still smarted from the slap. His asshole burned, his throat was raw... but he was still hard, pent up, ready to blow in a moment. He shivered, moaning, toes curling as he kept squeezing on that fat knot, that thick canine shaft shoved into his guts...

Vaughn pulled back a little, taking Solarian with him, so they both lay on their sides. Solarian tried to reach for his cock, but Vaughn got their first. Instead of a few blessed tugs to release his pent-up arousal, however, the mastiff fastened a leather cock ring around his base, snapping it tight. The wolf-tiger moaned, balls aching, as the mastiff spoke again.

"You ain't gonna cum until I say so, slut," the mastiff said, a note of sadistic pleasure in his voice. "Not 'til morning, once I'm done with your whore ass. You touch your cock and you're gonna wish you hadn't. Can't wait to get some pictures of that... got some buddies who'll like to see 'em before I invite them over later..."

Solarian's jaw twinged from where the dominant male decked him earlier. He shivered, ears back, shoulders low, submissive in posture even with the bulk of the canine on top of him. It was going to be a long, long night. He whined, eyes closing, guts warm and full of canine cock and spooge. Claws raked down his backside, scratching at his skin under his deep pelt.

He was just where he wanted to be.

That wasn't the good news.

The good was the mastiff knew it.