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Story by Gruffy. Idea by Gruffy & Linkin Monroe. Cover art by Linkin Monroe.

Linkin Monroe

Hehhey, folks!

I was approached by the highly talented furry artist Linkin Monroe a while back on the possibility of doing an art-story collaboration, and I must say, I was very glad to say yes! After deliberation and the swapping of ideas, I am on glad to present the fruit of our collaboration, in the form of a story...with an illustration! I hope you'll give a great deal of love for Linkin Monroe for taking the time and effort and inspiration to draw for this story, and you should definitely check out his profile here on SF and on FA for the rest of his high quality art! Thank you, Linkin!

But there is also a story here, and pretty fun one, on which I had plenty of inspiration from Linkin Monroe's art for this story, as well as his suggestion that I should write about tutoring. So here you go!

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"I know you want to, pup."

Tyler swallowed hard and stared right ahead of him, his whip-like tail slapping around audibly as he stood there, breathing hard and trying to look at anything except what was right in front of his very eyes.

Kevin grinned widely and made his eight inches of thick, juicy Dobie cock bounce with a flick of the muscles in the base of his big doggie monster, and licked his lips rudely.

"It's all ready and waiting for you, pup."

Tyler practically whimpered, nailed to the spot by the sight of the huge doggie dick pulsing with pent-up sexual energy and blood engorging the massive veined shaft. The bull terrier's own baggy jeans were doing a good job hiding the huge boner in his own pants, but there was no mistaking it for himself, the feeling of his flesh digging almost painfully into the cloth and teasing him unwillingly. The scent of sweaty balls and the big, huge-looking dick were making his muzzle water, and Tyler wasn't sure if he liked the feeling of near lightheadedness that was taking him, ever so rapidly, while he simply stood there in the room of his former bully, and stared at his doghood with wide, unquestionably hungry eyes.

Kevin took a lazy hold of the base of his big cock and made the thick shaft wag, as if it was another tail, and a much longer it was than the nub of a tail pushing out just above his boxer-clad tight ass cheeks. Needless to say, he was wagging what he got, while grinning at the little terrier staring him.

Tyler swallowed. He'd never have imagined anything like this happening, not even when the day had really started to go really mad to begin with.

"Big doggie bone, dude! Wuff wuff!" Kevin grinned, that same, typical shit eating jock grin that made the girl's panties go wet, and filled other dudes with envy at the very same fact.

And maybe filled out their pants, too, just like the terrier who observed the terrifying cock and simply couldn't take his eyes off it.

"Fag! What're you up to fag?"

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"Hey, tail lifter!"

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Kevin grabbed the hem of his own shirt and lifted it just enough so that the terrier could see the Dobie's firm abs and the definite sixpack they formed, under the layer of silky fur that only seemed to highlight what he packed. The Dobie winked and rubbed his thumb over the little groove between his firm gym-honed abs and grinned.

"Come on, pup, I'll show you how to get one of these if you just help me out a bit, dude."

"Sucked any dicks lately, homo?"

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"You enjoy the coach's big dick up your tail lately, Tyler?"

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The horrible words of Dylan and Jesse, his tormentors, rang in Tyler's mind as he stood there and stared at the Dobie's slim but hunky body, the muscles on display, the confident smirk and the huge, red cock that simply wouldn't go soft, it seemed. It was starting to glisten, too, with some fluid that was gathering in the tip. It made Tyler's own modest erection throb even harder into his own pants, and his balls were starting to feel itchy as well, as if he hadn't drained them in days...which was unlikely to happen, considering that Tyler was 17 and couldn't go a day without jerking off at least twice to keep the pressure down a little.

"It's not gonna hurt you, pup," Kevin crooned again and staring Tyler right in the eye. "Just two guys helping each other out a bit. And I wanna help you, Ty...give you something you can give back to those guys who give you a hard time..."

"Goodbye, homo!"

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"See your ass soon, faggot!"

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Tyler's cheeks burned with the memories of the hurtful words, the shoving against his locker, the upturning of his back, and the clatter of his phone onto the floor so that the battery fell off and scattered along the worn tiles. It wasn't like it had been the first time, anyway.

"Come on...I'm getting blue balls here...you only gotta suck it a bit, see what it's like...you might like it..."

Those blue eyes bore into Tyler's own and made him feel nervous and exhilarated at the same time. The terrier would've never thought that one of the biggest jocks at school, Kevin, would ever even look at him properly, let alone talk to him, or tackle him into the locker room when he was walking past.

"Whoa! What the fuck!"

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"Hush, pup, I mean no harm!"

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"Let go of me! What's going on?"

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"Shut up, pup, I wanna help you out!"

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"Huh?"

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"Hush..."

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"I'll show you a couple of moves right away if you like, Ty, but you know that I can't do any kickboxing with a boner like this, lol..."

Tyler swallowed hard and felt his tail jump rapidly against his own butt while he listening to the oddly soothing voice and kept staring at the big, juicy doggie boner standing up in full attention, like some sort of a very rude flagpole sticking out of the jock's tan-furred groin.

"I saw those guys picking on you, pup, why don't you do anything about it?"

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"Huh?"

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"Come on, I know they call you names and say you're a fag, Ty! Why don't you do anything about it?"

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"I...I can't..."

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"Sure you can!"

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"But they're jocks..."

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"You ain't tiny yourself, Ty! Look at yourself! I bet if you knew a couple of moves you could get them off your back, dude!"

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"I dunno..."

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"Uh, I dunno..." Tyler muttered.

Kevin chuckled.

"You nervous, pup?" the Dobie smirked. "Big doggy bone look too big? You haven't even touched it yet."

Tyler almost whimpered as he thought about putting his padded fingers around the Dobie's confident dick, to feel how his paw would slide over that warm, meaty cock, to hold it and touch it and make it spew out that thick whipped Dobie cream that'd fly everywhere...

"Course you know, pup! Why don't you come over my place today after school and I'll show you a couple of moves. You know I do kickboxing, right?"

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"Uh, yeah, sure I know, but..."

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"I bet you do, heheh! So why not come over and see for yourself? A bit of extra special tutoring to help out a buddy."

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"A...buddy?"

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"Sure, Ty! And maybe you can help me out as well, too, heh!"

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"I...I could?"

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"Suuuuuure! We're buddies, right?"

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"It...it is really big..." Tyler muttered, trying not to sound too awestruck by the Dobie's aggressively shaped cock.

Kevin winked and leaned back a little on the bed, to show off his lean body as much as the pre-cum-oozing knotty member that was attracting the captive attention of the smaller male.

"Come on and say hello to it, then, pup," the Dobie murmured. "You'll like it...and I bet it's gonna like you, Ty..."

The terrier swallowed hard once more before he began to step closer onto the seated Dobie, on the edge of the bed. His own tenting boner made walking a bit awkward, and each step reminded Tyler of the big, almost painful swelling in his own groin, poking at awkward angles onto the front of his boxers whenever he moved even an inch. His tail was tucked against his butt and remained still, and his ears were almost flat.

The Dobie's ears kept on flicking friendlily, even as the jittery pup walked closer towards the biggest cock he'd ever seen on a living fur...or was it perhaps the first erect dick besides his own that he had laid his eyes upon? The Dobie didn't care, as long as the terrier didn't mind what Kevin had planned for them and their extra special tutoring session today.

"Do you know where I live, Ty?"

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"Uhhh...yeah, down the Silver Pine Lane and...uh...yeah."

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"Good job, pup. Come around four, and we'll have plenty of time for your first session. Don't be late, ok?"

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"Sure not!"

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"Heheh, pup," Kevin grinned as he watched the terrier slink closer. "Lemme do something for you first."

Tyler stopped and his ears perked curiously as he watched the Dobie and wondered what that could mean under these circumstances. Kevin kept on smiling as he wriggled his taut ass a little and then unceremoniously pushed his neat silk boxers and his jeans down around his own ankles, to fully bare his groin and that big musky cock for the view. He was still wearing the T-shirt with the logo of their school's football team on it, with the big number 14, his own, of course, on the back. The green shirt made for a good contrast with the pink of his aggressive, angry cock standing out.

"There," Kevin winked. "All yours, bud. Time to start your tutoring. I think. Come on, pup."

Tyler let out a huge breath when he reached the bed and then, after a little pause, got down to his own knees. The motion caused his jeans to press down on his own dick again and made him grimace a little, but what was foremost in his mind was the sight and smell of impressive cock that was now only a foot away from his own black musk-filled nosepad. Close by, the scent was even stronger, even more masculine, mixed with musk and ball sweat and the horny scent of a ripe dick and a generally over-sexed teenager who knew what his body could do, and what he wanted to be done to it.

Kevin never stopped smile nor wagging, even when the terrier got down to his knees between his outstretched legs, eyes locked in line with the veined dick requiring some attention from its admirer.

"Nice, huh?" the Dobie smirked as he saw Tyler blink and just keep on staring, as if the very act of looking at the big doggie cock was a strain on those blue, innocent eyes.

Tyler didn't answer, but his tail slapped against the floor a couple of times, which seemed good enough for Kevin, who grabbed a hold of the terrier's wrist and pulled his paw forward.

"Come on then."

Tyler didn't have a chance to speak before his paw was suddenly thrust against the underside of the Dobie's dick and held there by Kevin's confident grip. His eyes widened at the sensation of the slick, meaty flesh under his pads, how it pulsed and throbbed and generally felt so damn big, even if he wasn't even...

Kevin ruffed and rumbled and made sure to direct Tyler's fingers properly around his shaft, before he left the terrier to his own devices and simply folded his paws behind his own neck and leaned back, a huge smile on his long, narrow muzzle.

"Oh yeah...you like the feeling, huh?"

Tyler wasn't sure what to think about it. It sure was big, much bigger than his, and felt alive and huge and a whole lot of things. A bit familiar, since it was a canine cock, just like Tyler's own, but mostly, just strange, huge, and jock-like in appearance.

He began to rub his fingers up and down, experimentally, to feel how the blood rushes under the veins that he stroked his fingers upon, and how the whole shaft throbbed and jumped a little at being stimulated by such a soft, warm paw. Kevin let out a satisfied grumble and thrust his hips upward a little, to slip his meat through the terrier's grip and get even more pleasure out of it. The surprise move caused his cocktip to catch Tyler's paw and leave a little trail of clear fluid there. The feeling of his sensitive tip touching the terrier's fur made Kevin growl and bare his teeth.

"Humph...that's good...you sure know how to do this..."

Tyler wasn't sure whether he should feel glad about being called talented in the art of jerking off, but the jock he admired seemed to be liking it, and he wanted to do things that Kevin liked, so that the Dobie would uphold his promise to help him stop being a total wimp and a target, and that's what drove him on the vary his grip and speed a little, and see what he could do by moving his fingerpads a bit differently on each pass over the Dobie's rod.

He tried rubbing the rim of the blunt tip and stroking all the way down to the big, almost fully swollen knot at the base before he went back again, covering all of those slick inches and listening how the Dobie's growls intensified whenever he got closer to the tip and made the grip more lose and light, teasing and feathery over the very sensitive flesh.

"Uhmph...that's good...play with my balls, too, pup..."

Tyler reached out with his spare paw and tentatively cupped the silky sac into his palm, just the way he did to himself when jacking off and feeling like playing with his own nuts. The Dobie's balls were bick and hidden well in the fuzzy pouch, and he could feel them rolling around against his paw, reacting to the sudden extra warmth and heat.

"Hmmm nice!" Kevin breathed out deeply and bucked his hips into the grip again.

Tyler's paw made a slippery noise going up and down over Kevin's hard shaft, mixing up the pre that had leaked into a makeshift lube that made it easy to slide his fingers over the mighty meat. The Dobie kept grunting and rumbling and making all sorts of little ruff-ruff noises while he was pleasured by the fellow male's paw. Tyler's own boner throbbed hard inside his jeans, forgotten for now, but straining for attention. The terrier could do nothing but bite his lip and hope that it would go down eventually when they'd get to the promised kickboxing practice. He really needed to do something about that bullying, and if Kevin was going to help...great!

"I can help you, pup, but I'd like something in return, too."

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"What do you mean, uh...Kevin?"

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"Jesse and Dylan might call you a cocksucker, but I bet they don't have a proof whether you're any good or not at it...and I wanna sample that cute muzzle of yours."

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"WHAT THE FUCK?"

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The musk was so intense in his nose now, and the hypnotizing, repetitive action so capturing, that Tyler barely noticed when the Dobie's paw fell over the back of his neck, and he could feel pads and the tips of claws there, and a lot of pressure. Tyler's eyes jumped to Kevin's, who was still smiling broadly.

"Time to get down to it, pup. It wants you bad."

"Come on, it's mean to call you a fag, but at least I know you're gay...nothing wrong in being gay, dude."

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"I'm not gay!"

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"Dude, no straight guy looks at another's junk or ass as much as you do in the PE showers, Ty...and that Kurt Hummel poster in your locker...come on...you're not hiding anything from anyone..."

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"I'm not a cocksucking fag!"

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"I didn't say you were...but I sure as hell would like you to be a penis-slobbering gay doggie!"

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*unzip*

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"Just open your muzzle and take it in. It's not more difficult than that. And remember to breathe through your nose, hah."

Tyler's lips trembled as they opened, showing his white rows of teeth briefly before he licked his lips and let them cover the teeth again. He might not have done this before or known much of the practical points, but "no teeth" was something that had read so often, and it surely made sense, too.

Kevin scratched the back of Tyler's neck and grinned, breathing hard and loud from the previous stimulation.

"Good pup..."

Tyler pulled on the Dobie's cock a little to get the tip into a better angle, and found himself truly face to face with the eight thick inches staring up to him, complete with the oozing hole on the tip. He almost wanted to whimper. How the hell was he going to fit that into his muzzle? His wasn't long like Kevin's Dobie one, still grinning that same damn smile that made it hard to think clearly.

The bull terrier soon had bigger things to consider, though, because Kevin let out an impatient grunt and then unceremoniously pulled Tyler's muzzle down onto himself.

Tyler almost gagged when two, three, almost four inches of cock slipped past his lips and into his muzzle in the space of about two seconds, and only then did Kevin stop pressing and simply held his paw there. His lips stretched around the thick meat and Tyler had to open his jaws up even more to accommodate it, and the feeling was not only strange and new, but also a whole lot uncomfortable. His eyes went wide, much like his muzzle did when it was suddenly impaled with a dick, and he drew a desperate, hissing breath through his nose as he battled the near-choking, near-vomiting feeling of having his muzzle suddenly stuffed.

Kevin growled and flicked his ears rapidly and simply seemed to be savoring the feeling of having a hot muzzle around his dick, and soon he was scratching Tyler's neck and telling the flat-eared terrier that he felt great.

"Damn nice...careful now...watch those teeth and just try sucking on it a bit...bet you love the taste, pup!"

Tyler wasn't sure he was tasting much, besides musk that covered his tongue and seemed to be oozing out of the very pores of the silky-skinned dick filling up his muzzle. It started to feel alright after a few moments, he discovered, especially since Kevin was rubbing his neck so nicely and telling him that he was a great pup and a good friend.

By the time his cheeks bulged in, his tail was starting to wag again.

"Ohhhyeah...yeah...that's right...just suck it a bit...huh..."

Tyler suckled the fleshy cock inside his muzzle and let his tongue run around the tip, or at least everything he could reach, considering he felt so damn stuffed with it all around. The rumbling male seemed to be enjoying the treatment, though, and that encouraged Tyler to try some more, too, including even moving his head back a little before letting the thick length slide back within the warmth of his maw.

"Oh yeah...suck it...lick it...fuck..."

The rough Dobie grunted and rumbled and definitely seemed to like the feeling of Tyler's muzzle bobbing up and down on his cock. Tyler began to repeat the motion now, still going back to what he had seen online, but also improvising as he did, with his tongue sliding against the underside whenever he could. That wasn't something they showed on camera, but they didn't have cameras inside the muzzles of furs sucking cock, did they now, not even on the more creative stuff online?

It also tasted nice, all meaty and fresh, oddly, especially now that he had thoroughly tongue-bathed it, and his saliva ran so copiously that Tyler soon felt little trickles of it on the corners of his muzzle and on his chin. It was difficult to swallow around that much cock inside him, and breathing had to be done when he pulling his head back, but it could be done. It was alright, kind of fun, and definitely hot, listening to Kevin grunt and speak all sorts of things his mother would disapprove of while enjoying the muzzlejob from the little terrier intent on pleasing the big jock.

"Uh yeah...that's so good...fuck...shit..."

Kevin's paw rubbed the top of Tyler's head and scratched between his pointed, flicking ears while the terrier went down on him. The Dobie's tongue hung out of his muzzle and slobbered some spit onto his shirt, already taut over his muscled body while the terrier worked on him still. The Dobie's heated eyes watched those black lips sliding over his pink meat, slowly, and leaving a wet trail that seemed to fade away, and only to come back on the next hot pass over the ball-tingling jock's big tool.

"Hmmmhph....yeah, pup..."

Tyler wasn't quite prepared for the feeling of the paw suddenly becoming much firmer over the top of his head, effectively stopping his motion over the Dobie's dick. He just had about time to give a quizzical look, looking up over the spit-slickened shaft and caught the sight of the pleasure-glazed eyes of the Dobie before the cock was moving again, but this time propelled by Kevin's toned hips and not Tyler's own free will.

Kevin had begun to thrust and was now working himself up to a good pace, fucking into the terrier's suddenly slack muzzle with firm bucks of his hips. The footballer jock was set into breeding mode, humping openly and sliding his cock all the way to the bulky knot so that it bumped against the gasping terrier's lips whenever he bottomed out and practically punched the back of his throat with every push into that warm, slippery orifice.

Tyler gargled and almost gagged a whole lot of times while he tried to relax his muzzle and his throat and just take what the Dobie had coming for him. He was sure that a couple of tears fell from his eyes over a couple of the more unpleasant sensations, but it wasn't too bad, only a moment's discomfort, no real pain, and he was almost getting to like the feeling of the cock seesawing past his lips at the new fast pace, even if it left his jaws a bit numb from being spread so open for so long.

The musk was great, though, it filled his nose and kept his cock fully hard when if it wasn't being otherwise stimulated. Tyler realized that his tail was wagging, too, and maybe that indeed did mean that he was happy about sucking the jock's cock, or, for now, more like, acting as a bit of a hole for him to fuck into, and blow his load, which, judging by the heavy grunts, he was going to be doing soon.

Kevin was panting and driving himself in and out fast and hard, caring little for the burn of his muscles while he worked his youthful body into a rutting frenzy and took his pleasure in the terrier's muzzle. His balls tingled and his cock began to burn, slowly, perhaps from the occasional rub of the terrier's canines against his oversized shaft, or the sheer horniness of pumping into the kneeling doggie, or maybe he simply was feeling like such a horny motherfucking jock at the very moment.

"Gonna blow, pup...booyeah...shhhhhhhit...!"

Kevin barked out, and his fingers clenched into Tyler's head furs the moment his cock exploded and began to pulse thick spurts of hot, goopy canine seed into Tyler's muzzle. About three inches remained in the hot tunnel formed by his lips and there was ample space for the thick cum to splash against the wide-eyed terrier's tonsils and then over his tongue, a moment before it was washed away by another splat of spooge filling up the terrier's muzzle.

So much was coming out of those huge throbbing balls that Tyler soon had to swallow, and swallow he did, taking his first ever stomachful of doggie cum in those seemingly endless seconds he spent, held down onto the dick he still was trying to suck, almost instinctually, while Kevin snarled and barked and yipped and filled him up.

The paw on his head suddenly moved, and the cock, that slippery, jumping organ slipped past his lips, a blink of an eye before it spat a few more runny globs and splashed onto Tyler's shirt and his face as well, catching the terrier's cheek. Tyler breathed in the scent of cum and moaned, out loud and deep before he gasped a giant breath into his straining lungs. Cum dripped off his cheek and the corner of his muzzle, and when his tongue hung out to do some customary panting, even more pearly drops fell onto the floor and the mess of Tyler's shirt.

Kevin's huge dick pulsed still and dripped, fully hard and musky and proud, with a giant knot and the occasional throb still making the shaft bob merrily while the Dobie connected to this thick tool growled and breathed hard. His paw fell from Tyler's crown and landed onto the bed, spent for now, it seemed.

"Fucking shit..." Kevin panted.

Tyler's tail still hadn't stopped wagging, kneeling there as he was, staring at the cock that had filled him with a big load of cum and left his stained tongue feeling numb from all the action and the mysterious chemical properties of the sperm still swimming around.

"You drank it all, pup?" the Dobie asked, looking at the terrier's messy face and his cum-coated tongue with curious eyes.

Tyler simply nodded, still panting, filled with musk and the oddness of cum sticking to the back of his throat. He really felt like a drink of water now, or maybe a cold Coke, to soothe his jaws as well, no matter if it'd give him a brain freeze after all.

"Heheh, that's cool," Kevin rumbled.

Tyler swallowed another weird-feeling swallow and started to feel a bit embarrassed again, for the first time during their little tutoring session, now that he was the one kneeling there in front of the guy he just sucked off, with some of his spooge on his muzzle and shirt and with his own pants still obviously very much tented up from his own erection. Kevin seemed very content, now, rumbling and sitting there with his glistening boner still emanating a strong aroma of musk and manliness into the air of the teenager's room.

"Yeah," Tyler muttered.

Kevin chuckled and scratched between the terrier's perky ears.

"Well I really needed that, pup. Did you like it? I bet you did."

Tyler bared his teeth briefly, but decided to simply nod, and glimpse his own knees, still neatly tucked down there at his still maintained cocksucking pose.

"But your breath sure smells funky!" Kevin smirked.

Tyler felt his ears flop and swallowed quickly.

"Hahah," the Dobie grinned. "I think it's cute."

The Dobie's quick fingerpad rubbed the corner of Tyler's muzzle and he immediately felt better about it, if only for the sudden warmth of the touch and the somewhat gentle look coming from the tough jock. It sure was the kindest touch he'd ever gotten from a jock, Tyler thought.

"Why don't you get rid of those clothes, then, pup?"

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Thank you for reading my story! I hope you had a good time, and that you'll be feeling like commenting, voting, or faving! All feedback is always appreciated, and will also help others to find these stories to enjoy as well!

Stay tuned for part 2 eventually : )