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...and the blue-black Pit Bull stud was on his back, spreading his legs apart as his Doberman lover writhed and twisted and followed him down onto the bed, its thin mattresses seeming to only amplify the complaints and squeaks of the iron frame.

Instead of just covering his lover, the Dobi instead came down on his side, nuzzling the firm hardness of the bully dog's pectoral. When his blue and white stud dog spread his legs and moaned with yearning, a thigh was spread across the Doberman's waist as that outrageous, disproportionate dobicock slid up the inside of that bulging pit bull thigh, weighing is heft across those twin blue orbs, heavy like melons filled with lead, and pulsed along the length of the bully dog's cock, oozing pre-cum already!

"Oh fuck, dawg, you studdog, I feel..." the Pit Bull moaned, arching his back and pushing his stiff nipple into the Doberman's maw. He wasn't too good with words, so he stopped for a moment, moaning again, matched by a yearning groan from his Doberman lover; but when the Doberman took a large paw and started stroking the Pitty's massive dick with his fingers still dripping with the lube that the Pit Bull had stuffed in his own anus, he found his voice again. "Awww shit dawg MmmmFFF! I needed you so bad," he groaned, as his own pre-cum spilled in pulses against his sternum, "and I been so empty, so ... mmMMMM empty, dawg!"

"O, ya?" murred the Doberman, lifting his lips from the pitty's nipple with a last flick from his hard tongue. He ground up against the spread-legged Pit Bull's thighmuscles, his luxuriant thickness pulsing as he drew his paw up the length of the pit's blue-with-white splotches cock. That cock was as thick as the dog who sported it should be - the Dobe's large, powerful paw couldn't grasp around it. "O ya?" murred the Doberstud again, grinding harder, nipping the pitty's round, hard shoulder, and drew his paw up, sliding a pawfinger over the cumfountain dicktip on his lover, feeling a hot gout of pre-cum pulse and ooze out onto the mess on the Pit Bull's chest, where it joined the rest oozing down in slow rivulets to the noisy bed. He gathered some more, and slathered it across the fullness, aching fullness of the blue-and-white cock. "MMmmmm well you need more cock, dog!"

The Pit Bull just bonked his head backwards against the wall and ground upwards, pressing the dobercock hard against his fat, lead-heavy melons, and panted, as now two hot slow rivers of pre-cum spilled down his body to the bed below. "Awww shit no, my mandog... I've been spreading my legs for all ..." he groaned again, " ... studdogs I can lure here with a lifted tail!" He winced in need and took his paw and guided the Doberman's paw from his pulsing cock and slid it wetly, guiding it lower. The giant black-and-tan studdog followed along, easing his paw fingers around and under those low-hanging blue dogballs, splayed out in their excess on the mattress between the Pit Bull's wide-spread, powerful legs. He eased his pawfingers under, pushing those lead-heavy balls up and pressing against the bully-dog's tailhole, letting a gob of blood-hot lubricant ooze and a whine come out of the blue muscle-dog. "Naw," said the writhing Pit Bull, "I need YOUR cock, yours..." The Pit Bull didn't continue, but wanted to say that he needed that huge breadth, that power, and that danger of being totally overwhelmed and standing on the brink of sanity that comes only with the hallucinations of pleasure from being dog-fucked by such a dog as his new Doberman lover. He worried that he may have just given himself over to madness and just surrendered to unending deep-dicked cumrivers.

The Doberman didn't wait any longer. Rather than linger in stroking his studly lover's body and cock, he eased his liquid muscular body down and under his lover's thigh - as thick as the blue dog's own waist, it seemed - and came up on his knees, then higher, pressing his shaft against that of his blue lover, and smothering the Pit Bull's huge testicles with his own jet-black seedsack. That dobercock couldn't lift itself above the horizontal, and just oozed, digging against the bully-dog's tight hide.

"Ya, you want this, sure?" drawled the black-and-tan dog, with his deep and exotic voice.

The blue-and-white Pit Bull moaned and pressed his hips up against the warmth, the approval, the pleasure of the weight upon him. "FUCK dawg just FUCK me!" [Again with the words. This is why cats tend to think of dogs as brutes; they don't tend towards the erudite. Of course, cats tend to view all dogs as ill-educated hedonists, a stereotype that the Pit Bull and the Doberman were only re-enforcing.]

The Doberman flashed his pearly fangs and grasped the knees of his overmuscled studdog lover and pulled back, and back, and back, trailing a thick stream of pre-cum over the over-endowed bully-dog's pride and pressed, finally, with his broad cockhead against the heavy balls of his lover. He released the Pit Bull's knees and used both paws, gently, to ease and lift the pitty's soft/firm heavy balls up, guiding his own cock with a finger on each paw. It was a gentle, delicate maneuver, one at which most boydogs were well practiced. "You get it, stud," murred the Doberman. At that same moment, the moaning Pit Bull reached down with both paws and grasped his extremely well-developed buttocks, pulling them apart, and stopped his moaning long enough to gasp as the burning heat of that gargantuan Doberman cock pressed up against his tailcunt.

"MMmm fuck me DAWG," the Pit Bull whined, gritting his teeth as the Doberman delved and guided his cock with a few thick fingers against his nervous-pulsing anal ring, and just pressed inexorably against him. The bully-dog whined, and yipped out "oh! Oh! Oh! OoooOOOOhhhhhh slow baby just... o SHIT!" as the black-and-tan cockdog pressed part of that broadhead against him, Doberman pre-cum and hot lube mingling and messing.

The Doberman may have had a slight accent, but his language matched that of his blue-and-white writhing muscle-dog lover. "Damn, you are so tight, dog," he said, but wasn't really talking about the Pit Bull's tail hole, but rather to the tautness of his muscular body. The Pit Bull clenched his ass in involuntary response to the invading monster, all velvet-black and gnarled by thick veins. The Doberman barked and bared his fangs. "EASY dog, easy stud. Relaaaxxxx..." he intoned, and the moment the Pit Bull relaxed after a spasm, he pressed forward again.

"Fuck dawg," panted the blue studdog through that broad muzzle. "I forgot how much work this was!" and grasped his asscheecks again. "K, fuck, oh FUCK .... !!!" and whined as the Doberman grasped his waist and PUSHED. The Pit Bull arched his back and fought to remain relaxed, pressing his cropped ears against the wall and yelling: "O FF FFF! Gnnn!" As that broad head spread his tailcunt to its absolute maximum and then just beyond before finally admitting the breadth of the Doberman invader. He just kept yelling, practically screaming out "OH! OH! OH! OH!" over and over again.

The Doberman just grinned with his pearly fangs and started to thrust the first few inches into his lover's writhing body, and then pulled back, and then forward, clamping the wildly twisting Pit Bull to the bed with powerful paws. "Oh fuck bitch, you feel so HOT!" he hissed, as all his proud muscles were brought into even sharper relief by the struggle with his lover.

The Pit Bull just cried out more, begging: "Shit JUST THERE right FUG - GG right there!" at his lover's penetration. The Doberman obliged, taming his need to plunge deeper, and started making short, shallow thrusts in his lover's totally prone body. There was so much air between them, so much warm air ruffling the taut fur on their bodies. The Doberman's fat balls slapped his thighs with each thrust of his cock, on the breadth of which were draped the bully-dog's stallion-shaming pair; it could have been that sound that drove the Pit bull so shortly over the brink.

The Pit Bull screamed and yowled, suddenly exploding forth a fountain of cum. The Doberman looked surprised as the dog's body clamped onto the end of his dick and just came. Huge balls produce lots of dog semen, and the bully-dog just yowled as thick jets of pearly cum sprayed hard over his pecs, and jetted onto his muzzle. He yowled, and coughed and splattered, but still he just CAME, arching his back and clamping with his full strength on the last few inches of the Doberman's monstrous cock.

Meanwhile, in the next 'apartment,' a young, scrawny dog sat panting in the heat. His older brother was out working. He knew he should be doing his homework - it was such a rarity to see any canines in higher schooling, let alone a ghetto mutt that looked half coyote. He *should* be doing something rather than this, but he was using his battered and ancient laptop to upload a few clips of film he'd captured around the neighborhood. He called it 'Life of Dog,' and it was the only thing that kept him going. Sure, his older brother said it was completely pointless and wouldn't get him out of the Canine Precincts, but his film class he took on top of all his other classes and work was his joy; furthermore, the only instructor at the local college who gave him the time of day was in this class.

Just then he heard muffled moaning and the complaining squeaks of his neighbor's bed. "Lucky dog," Scruffy thought, "having a bed. I wonder what's going on over there!" He grabbed his battered camcorder and went to his fully-open window and looked down the several storeys to the dilapidated grounds, and swung a leg confidently through it. Just then, he hear some louder moaning and some words, words of lust and longing.

"Oh. Hmm... that's the fifth time this week." The scruff dog had clips from all the 'apartments' throughout the building, and all the ones from his giant muscle-dog neighbor this past month involved some potent and strange visitor spreading that dog's unimaginably powerful ass apart around some huge cock. Scruffy felt no twinge in his groin - he wasn't a voyeur. He was a documentarian. That's what he told himself, anyway, as he eased out with total ease along the ledge of the building, a few inches of dilapidated concrete between him and a long flight down...