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_Yeah, I really should have thought of a better title, but well, unfortunately I didn't manage to find one XD I deserve to be criticized on that TwT Still, this is an interesting piece of story, born by putting together different ideas, which are using a gorilla character and having a bouncer. Which also brought to another idea, since I was subconsciously inspired by one of :iconEvane:'s characters who is a gorilla bouncer XD _

The cougar was kind enough, once I realize that, to use his character's name and looks, though the Dax in this story is different personality-wise. Maybe an alternate universe one? Still, this was the pic I based the loks of Dax on mostly http://www.furaffinity.net/view/14753382/

So, I thank my friend :iconEvane: for letting me use his character! And also :iconGritou:, 'cause he is awesome!

“We should totes get drunk tonite.”

“I’m on a diet, but whatevs!”

Steven’s tall triangular ears rolled as he unwittingly listened to the conversation going on in front of him. “The bad side of going to a straight disco.” He sighed internally, as he looked at the three scantily dressed girls in front of him, moving their asses and other womanly things. He was pretty sure that the cheetah girl had been ogling him for a while, but he let it pass… For now.

The tall Beauceron kept his eyes forward as much as possible, toying a bit with the buttons of his shirt as he waited to get inside the disco. The canine had been waiting for the better part of an hour, and was slowly losing his patient, in no small part thanks the girls in front of him who had been talking about boys and shoes the whole. Fucking. Time.

“Glad I’m not straight.” The dog mused, noticing that there were just few furs between him and the entrance, guarded by a massive gorilla bouncer, estrogen brigade included. At least must guys weren’t so single minded and talked about other stuff… And had the tools to make him a very happy dogge.

A stiffy began to form in his satin boxes, something that the cheetah noticed since she shot a very hungry and catty smile; which was precisely what he needed to promptly kill his boner, for the Beauceron’s own relief. This place wasn’t definitely the place where to search for a fuck, the dog shook his head, his tail limp behind him; there were plenty of gay bars around the city if he had needed one.

No, tonight Steven had come to the Lounge just to show his moves, shake his rump and have a good dancing time by his own. He liked boogiing to the low, deep beats, getting in a frenzy where he was all alone in a room fool of people; that was why he came to such places all alone when he felt the itch.

Sure, he could do the same in the Wrecking Knot too, but then he would have guys all over his toned body, trying to get his attention and a good taste of his bone; that meant no good dancing for the long haired canine, which sometimes wasn’t a worth sacrifice so that he bust his nut in an eager hole.

Those were the reasons why Steven was currently in line to enter a very straight disco, with the only hunk in sight being the ape bouncer, and the only lustful eyes belonged to a very feminine cheetah who wouldn’t ever chew on the dark furred dog’s bone. Unless she was really that wet for him, the feline would stick to her friends and wait for him to do the first move… which wouldn’t ever, ever come.

The line moved forward, the Beauceron stepping closer to the entrance and to the bouncer. This kind of places were perfect for gay men who wanted to have zero interactions with other furs while dancing, since only the very bold girls would bother him, while most of them would expect such an handsome piece of tail to approach them, either because of pride or inferiority complex.

Which suited him fine, for sure, if only the line was a bit faster! Steven was left with nothing but looking around, and at this point he knew that alley like the palm of his own paw. Sure, there were just a couple of furs and the girly trio before him, but still it was quickly getting under his fur…

His brown eyes wandered until they stopped on the bulky, tight shirted figure a few feet away from him. Sure, he had come just for dancing, but that didn’t stop him from getting some eye candy eaten on the way in! And the gorilla sure was one, by all standards. Yeah, he was shorter than him, but what he didn’t have in height he compensated in muscles, as a true bouncer should.

“That shirt looks like is painted on him”. The dog smirked to himself, since the thin piece of clothing did nothing to hide the massive forms of the ape, his pecs looking so big and bouncy. His arms were massive and had some decorations, as the primate’s left forearm was enveloped in a ring of tattooed flames… And there was another peeking under his right sleeve too, though he couldn’t make out what was it…

The tattoos only added to the machismo of the gorilla, which was on an entire level than Steven’s: sure, the dark furred canine went to gym, and got some good muscles too, but nothing compared to this bodybuilder’s. And he couldn’t boost about cool tattoos either. Plus, the bouncer must be good in the sack too, with those prehensile footpaws, if didn’t use steroids…

… But that gorilla would probably prefer someone softer than the Beauceron, like the girls that were currently in front of him. “Names, ladies.” The massive tattooed male asked, a clipboard in one paw as he was ready to search on the list.

“We’re not exactly on the list…” One of the girls, a vixen, pouted, leaning forward to show a bit of cleavage.

“But we really would like to get in and have fun…” The third friend, a pug, added, her arms under her breasts to enhance the show. All of that didn’t seem to impress the stone-faced gorilla, who stared unblinkly at the trio.

“I’m sorry, but if you ain’t on the list you ain’t going anywhere.” He tooted them, his clipboard-bearing paw waving to them to step out of the line. Probably they had admitted enough out-list furs for the moment, it was pretty late after all; there were security norms to respect, and the bouncers had to uphold them… unless…

“Hey handsome… Me and my girls REALLY want to get inside…” The sultry cheetah purred to the ape, a minute paw practically groping on firm pec, the other one caressing his arm following his tattoo’s pattern. “And if you let us in, I will allow you in too… Maybe in the bathroom in, say, five minutes?”

The dog’s ears laid down on his skull, their owner not believing what he had just heard. Some women were unbelievable… trying to bribe stuff using sex… And this cheetah was aiming at him too, which meant a ruined evening… Sighing, Steven made to step out of the line but a single word stopped him on his tracks.

“No.” The ape said sternly, his paw still motioning them to get lost, his face betraying no emotion.

“Excuse me?” The feline exclaimed, fangs bared in shock, as if no man had ever said that word to her.

“I said no. Not on the list, not in the club.” The gorilla repeated, his big eyes showing some annoyance. “Now, ladies, please step out of the line.”

The cheetah was so baffled at the response that she didn’t realize her two friends were dragging her away, but Steven caught the insults and curses coming from behind him as the girls realized what happened, describing the gorilla’s genitals in… very colorful ways.

The Beauceron shook his head at such display; he hated when people tried to prevaricate on others using their good looks, and from the grim smirk on the gorilla’s face he could tell that neither did the bouncer.

“Great beauty comes with great bitchness…” He couldn’t stop himself from commenting aloud as he stepped forward and in front of the ape, his ears giving a compulsory flick of embarrassment for speaking his mind in front of a stranger.

“Every night has its fair share of those.” The tattooed bouncer answered in tune, a touch of annoyance in his voice. “Hope you’re not gonna be one.”

“Wait, does he think I am a bitch or that I am beautiful?” The dog asked to himself, but his words didn’t betray his dilemma. “I’m on the list, don’t worry. Leroy, Steven, it should be under…”

It took only a few seconds for the gorilla to scan the clipboard and locate the name, not even letting the canine finish his phrase as he moved aside, his facial features relaxing in a warm smile. “Gotcha. Have a nice evening sir!”

“To you too!” Steven answered with a smile of equal warmness, padding past the muscled male and into the club. The rhythmic pulse of music filled the big room as much as the crowd dancing in it, calling for him like a siren of old, all thoughts of slutty cheetahs and hunk gorillas chased away from his mind as the whirl of dance got a hold of him.

***** *****

Steven came out of his dance-induced frenzy much later, when the music started to be subdued and there was actually room for every fur present on the dance floor. It was always like that for the tall canine, his mind got fully immersed in the moment and ignored all other impulses, giving him a pleasurable ache in his muscles at the end of it.

Not that he totally shut away reality, after all he needed to be conscious of the surroundings else he would risk ruining someone else’s night. And the dog had to answer the call of nature too, since he had kept himself hydrate for the whole things, knowing all too well the risks of overheating; nothing alcoholic, since that made him slutty and it was surely not the night for such things.

And not the place neither, since the only furs who had hit on him had been all of feminine persuasion, and having a raging booze boner would have sent them the wrong message. To be truthful, the Beauceron had caught a hyena appreciating his cock at the urinal, just a mojito away from drooling at the sight. The guy himself hadn’t been bad looking, far from it, giving an additional stiffness to his doghood toward the end of his peeing.

“Too bad I was in dance–mode…” The dark colored dog though, scanning the club to see if the hyena was still there. Now that he had satisfied one of his urges, he was much more prone to satisfy the urges, and a bi-curious club-goer would have been the perfect target for it…

Unfortunately for him, the spotted fur was nowhere to be seen, and at the moment it wouldn’t have hard for him to stand up since there was just half the number of furs than at the beginning. “Blue balls will be then.” Steven decided, not particularly sad at the prospective; while it would have turned a good night even better, he wasn’t that much of a horndog to want to get laid all the times, just when the opportunities arouse.

The fresh air hit him as he exited the club, sharpening his senses even further; the alley was mostly deserted, except for the gorilla bouncer from before, idly leaning on the wall with a bored expression. Their eyes met as the ape looked up to the door, a spark of recognition in his brown eyes and a quick smile on his short snout.

Feeling compassionate and not yet done with his night, Steven approached the portly fur, stopping just before him. “Got any more bitches after I went in?” The tall canine asked with a smirk, resuming their previous conversation.

The lack of mobile ears made it harder to read the gorilla’s body language, but the other male seemed surprised of that, though he hid it well, a quick answer ready. “A couple, but they ain’t no troubles.”

“Because you know what to do, eh?” Steven echoed sympathetically, praising the professionalism of the bouncer. He doubted than the others had been any hotter than the cheetah, and if the ape had managed to decline offers from such a piece of ass…

“Ain’t hard to say no, and I’m good at it!” The tattooed male exclaimed in a cheerful way despite the very late hour, before adding a question “Had a good evening inside?”

“Yeah, hadn’t danced like that in a while! Needed it.” The Beauceron answered, wagging his tail a bit. He was liking how the conversation was going, and he sure appreciated re-acquitting with others after three hours of “isolation”.

“Don’t tell me you went there just to dance!” The gorilla said in disbelief, like it was such a foreign concept. In a way, it was, clubs were there for more than dancing… But the dog could do those things more easily in a different kind of club.

“Yup. Sometimes I have the need to just shake my booty on the dance floor.” The dark canine confessed candidly, though it was not such a big secret after all.

“No booze and no pussy hunting?” The bouncer quirked a brow, not quite trusting the other‘s word.

“Is it weird?” The tall ears on the top of Steven’s skull danced in appreciation, since he didn’t particularly liked to make a fool of himself, even before a stranger.

“No no no, I find it kinda cute.” The gorilla waved his paw to dispel such thoughts, with put the dog at ease once more. “It’s rare to see someone like that here.”

“And I bet you know your numbers…” His voice trailed off, not sure what to add more to that.

“Yep. I can count on the fingers of one hand people like ya that comes here in a month.” The buff male chuckled, his arms crossed on his admirable pecs, his flame tattoo evident even in the light, black ink on his gray fur.

“People like me?” Steven repeated questionably, wanting to know more. “This guy is really perking my interest.”

“Those getting out of there” he pointed one massive finger to the door, “with an happy smile without being drunk or the prospective of sex. These days few care of just dancing.”

“Today’s kids think only of booze and pussy eh?” The long furred male agreed with him, knowing all too well how things were, though not as dramatic as they sounded.

“Damn right, they don’t like plain clean fun like us!” The other cursed youth, trying to get an elderly tone that was apt to the subject.

“I guess we are a rare beast, Mr… May I ask your name?” The dog tried out, thinking that it was about time to stick a name on this chatty bouncer. He was surprised that they hadn’t interrupted by furs coming out of the club yet, not that it was a bad thing at all.

“Ain’t no Mister. But since we are doing geezer talk, I guess…” The ape said, extending one big paw to the canine beside him, a warmer smile on his snout now. “Name’s Dax.”

“Steven. Nice to meet ya!” The dog accepted the paw with a healthy shake, his tail wagging a bit. As expected, the gorilla had a strong and masculine shake, but without the hardness and roughness that some muscled furs put in it to show how manly their were.

“Nice name!” His new friend grinned widely, releasing the paw after a proper amount of time.

“Such a firm grip… Would be nice to try it on other body parts…” The dog wondered by himself as he looked around, trying to find a new subject of conversation since he was far from ready to go back home. “So, you’ve got to be here for much longer eh?”

Dax laughed boomily, showing that the intrusive sudden question wasn’t too prying after all. “Nah, I’m just waiting for Jacque. Then I can hit the sack for good!” He finished with a truly impressive yawn, one that showed that canines and felines weren’t the only ones with impressive jaws and teeth.

“Oh so you are close to the end of the shift?” The Beauceron mused, one paw to his chin as he got suddenly interested in the unexplored world of bouncering. “Do you have fixed ones?”

“Mostly yeah! We are three: me, Dane and Jacque, and each do one shift by themselves. Two at the same time only in special occasions.” The tattooed gorilla started to explain in excited tones, like a child showing a friend something amazing.

“I can see why…” Steven said, looking at the markedly big muscles on the ape. Such a built was fit to control a crowd by sheer presence, and he frankly couldn’t imagine a situation where more where needed…

“So, usually Dane those the first hours, I do the busiest ones and Jacque comes in last.” Dax finished the explanation with an annoyed grunt in the end.

“But today he is late…” The dog trailed off, guessing the cause of the annoyance; the quick node told him that it had been the right guess.

“Yeah, his kid was in trouble of something.” The gorilla snorted, clearly not liking such turn of the events; his face lighten up as he added more. “Though that gave me the opportunity to chat with you!”

“Is he really flirting with me?” The dog asked himself, an inkling of suspicion forming in his mind. “Glad I managed to get out in time! So, there is a reason why you get the busier times?” He asked, acting as he hadn’t noticed though his tail was moving just slightly.

“I’m bulkier, for starters. And bitches can’t convince me to let them in.” The ape told him, his tone stressing the verb, like it was important. “Plus, I get paid more so I don’t mind.”

“So, bitches can’t convince you because…” The tall canine left the rest untold, wanting the gorilla to finish and give him the last confirmation, while his tail was almost sweeping the floor as it wagged wildly.

“’Cause I dig cocks, not chicks. Just like you.” The bouncer grinned, point at the fast moving extremity with his chin. He looked amused, though not in a mean way, and plainly happy that the dog batted for his own team.

“So, when you said you hoped I wasn’t a beautiful bitch you were complimenting me!” The dog exclaimed, remembering their last exchange before entering the club.

“Hell yeah, you are beautiful! And hopefully a bitch when it counts.” The gray gorilla winked at him, making red blossom under the thick fur of the other male thanks to the implication.

“Ehehe. Was I flirting too obviously right now, eh?” The dark and brown dog laughed awkwardly, trying to slow down his excitement, though there was a rather conspicuous bulge in pants now. And in the ape’s too, as a passing glace told you; it was clear that they were both appreciating the chance encounter and each other’s… presence.

“Yeah. But I’ve got it when you were in the line too.” Dax admitted, one arm rounding around the dog’s frame at his waist, in a nonchalant gesture of flirtation that was acceptable in public places. Not that there were anyone present to complain, after all.

“Oh? How did you manage that?” The Beauceron asked, his own arm resting on the wide shoulders of the other, quite liking what was happening at the moment.

“Little things… Like how you disliked the girls in front of you. Subtle, but clear to those who know what you look at.” He answered, his paw cupping one full buttcheek for the quickest of moments. “Though, the hungry looks you gave me were enough.”

“Well, excuse me if I like to eat eyecandies such yourself!” The dog barked a chuckle, leaning in the groping as he did. He felt that it was that kind of night too, thinking to himself that he could use a good ride…

“You weren’t the only one! There was a hyena that practically stripped me naked with his eyes!” Dax revealed, his paw resting against the canine’s butt, though this time it went for longer much to the appreciation of the taller fur.

“I know the guy! He quite explicitly looked at my dong while in the bathroom…” Steven said, his head getting closer to the other’s ear and breathing gently on his neck; thanks to the closeness he felt the shivers of pleasure running through the primate.

“Too bad he went out with a skunk not half an hour ago… Though, I am glad he didn’t get you.” The gorilla admitted, his head turned to stare to his new friends, his flat muzzle mere inches away from the long snout of the dog… so close that….

“Hey Dax, sorry for making you… wait…” A hulking boar stopped in his tracks not far away from them, his voice broken by embarrassment as he looked at his own foot like a child having caught his parents doing it.

“Oh there you are Jacque! All done with your kid?” The bouncer asked, his grip on the dog strong as the taller male tried to escape the familial embrace by pure automatic reaction. “Seems like muscles give you the luxury of being openly gay eh?” The Beauceron thought while staying silent, somewhat enviously.

“Yes, I, uhm, solved the problem, uhm…” The boar replied, a faint Quebequois accent affecting his words. The dog would have found that sexy if he hadn’t been glued to his own pint sized sex symbol at the moment.

“Good! Then I leave you the rest to you, I’m going to have some… coffee with Steven at my place.” The gorilla said nonchalantly, not leaving room for his friend to reply as he led the canine away, toward the street. The pig didn’t stop them, nor said anything, probably used to shut his muzzle when his buddy was getting away with his gay hook up.

“I don’t particularly like coffee.” Steven said as they reached the main road, some taxi waiting there for the club patrons.

“Oh neither do I. But we both like cream.” The muscled man winked as his paw nestled inside one of the Beauceron’s back pockets. He truly didn’t care to rub this in others faces, clearly comfortable with his sexuality. “You didn’t come with a car, did you?”

“Nope, as I assume you didn’t. Care to split a ride?” The taller fur asked as they approached one of the taxis.

“Yes. Your place or mine?” The gorilla quickly rebuked, stopping him from getting inside yet. “I live on

46th street.”

“I guess mine, I live closer.” Steven concluded, knowing that he couldn’t really wait too long to get it on. Entering the cab meant breaking their sideways hug, but the ape didn’t scoop too far so they regained their physical closeness immediately.

“Hello! Where are you going sirs?” A polite Siamese cat welcomed, not turning to look at them but using his rear mirror for that.

“478 of

Maple Boulevard, please.” The dog answered him, sitting gingerly on the sear. He didn’t particularly know how to behave in such situation, at least when he wasn’t drunk, and waited to see if the gorilla would kept his attics as explicit as before.

“Okiedokie!” The driver mewled, setting the cab in motion. But that was of minimal interests for Steven as he had his muzzle drag lower by two powerful paws, a pair of leathery lips pressed against his own, a tongue demanding entrance.

“He sure acts quickly.” Steven managed to think before accepting that pliable tongue, reacting appropriately to the case. His paws pressed the other closer, their dressed body touching as much as possible as their owners swamped saliva in a hot and loud kiss, tongue darting out and dancing with each other.

The Beauceron didn’t even care how the taxi driver was reacting, with the amount of muscles between the two of them there was no way they could get a violent reaction. So, they made out without a worry, his long canine tongue exploring the other’s mouth, noticing how smaller it was compared to his but liking it.

The musk of arousal managed to get through their pants, if faint, a quick scouting of his paw finding a hard member trapped under layers of cloth. He jerked it, as much as possible considering the situation, eliciting a moan from the shorter fur; that cock belonged to the primate, by the quick feel of it, seemingly average of length but making up with sheer girth.

Wondering if he dared fish it out to have a quick look, the dog almost didn’t realize the taxi had come to a stop, but the gorilla did as he broke their kiss wetly, panting slightly for the efforts. They both turned to look at the driver, who was pointingly staring ahead of him, his neck rigid though his fur was kept smooth.

“That would be 9.85.” The Siamese told them in an admirably steady tone, being a professional after all.

“Keep the change.” The bouncer said as he extended 10 bucks, which were accepted without a word. Steven was already descending, most of his body out of the car, as he felt suddenly a grope on his butt that almost made him jump, bashing his head on the car roof. He smirked as he turned to watch his new friend get out of the car, which made him notice the quiet smile on the cat’s face.

“Have a good night!” The taxi driver wished them with a knowing tone, showing that he wasn’t really upset about driving a horny gay couple.

“To you too!” Steven answered, echoed by his primate companion. They watched the taxi leave before they moved, the ape grabbing the other’s hip immediately though he kept himself from further lewd acts as they reached the building’s entrance.

“Nice neighborhood.” The gorilla commented matter-of-factly, practically bouncing on his feet for his excitement as the dog opened the front door and walked up the stairs to his apartment. He lived on the first floor and it was quicker like this than taking the lift, even though the prospective of being in an enclosed space with the hunk was quite attractive.

“Yeah, quite and such.” The Beauceron replied, his fingers fumbling with the keys once before his door, his voice a bit restrained thanks to his arousal. Luckily there were no accidents and they got inside easily enough, the ape looking around in the dark apartment.

“Nice place too, dude.” He said, turning to face the man he hadn’t left the side of for the past quarter of hour. The dog leaned for a kiss after kicking the door shut, but two thick fingers on his muzzle stopped him.

“What?” The taller male asked, confused. The primate had been eager to make out in the taxi, so he must not have a “no kissing” policy…

“We are both quite horny, so I propose to keep the cuddling for later and go straight to mean meal.” Dax told him, his paws landing on the lustrous tush of the other for a hard groping, its owner’s ears flicking a bit as he tried to keep down the desire to kiss those lips.

“… Fine, but I want to suck your cock a bit before getting it hard.” He replied, putting down the terms and clarifying which role he wanted. “I really need cock tonight.” The dog added to himself, not wanting to show how slutty he felt.

“Okay, but we keep the lights on buddy!” The muscled bouncer finalized, his paws already going to the hem of his shirt to pull it off.

“Deal. The bedroom is this way!” The long furred dog said, padding toward the appropriate door. His sensitive ears picked up the soft tuds of clothing hitting the floor behind him.

The Beauceron was more careful with his own clothes, his shirt been taken out the shirt carefully as he walked in and getting his resting space on the chair besides his wardrobe. He sat to undo his shoes, hating how the laces had been knotted; kicking them as soon as they were untied, he rose his head and remained mesmerize but what he saw there.

Dax was standing there, fully naked and open to be admired as the piece of art he was. The ape was leaning on the frame, one shoulder pressed on the wood, his shoulder tattoo, previously hidden by the shirt, apparent now, showing a black sunburst. His thick arms were folded under his massive pectoral, the lack of fur on them enhancing them in such a way; they were massive, two perfect mounds, powerful with muscles, true products of bodybuilding.

The furless area extended just a bit on his abs, four of the six packs clearly being visible, the other two surely present under that gray hair. But what attracted his attention weren’t all those muscles, nor the tree-trunks like legs that supported them. No, his eyes were fixed on one particular feature of the gorilla, stabbing the air proudly.

“Motherfucker…” The taller yet less toned canine cursed as he admired that fine example of cock. It was leathery and, as he had expected, with foreskin over it, not prodding out of a sheath like most furs; it wasn’t that the thing that froze his mind, he had been with a few men with such a feature.

Dax’s cock was just THICK. Maybe 6 and a half inches long, sure not the longest he had ever seen, but the thing had the girth of a beer can, from tip to base. That easily matched one of his favorite toys! The only one that almost needed no paw help to make him cum; the perfect combination of measures that were able to easily reach his prostate and push it quite hard, while stretching his expert ass to the limits.

The Beauceron began to wag widely at the prospective of taking such a tool deep inside him, but first he needed a closer look… and lick… and suck... “Always in the mouth first” his motto ringed in his head.

“Someone is happy to see me eh?” The bouncer grinned, but his partner was barely listening as he stood up, quickly getting out of his pants and underwear without taking the time to get rid of his socks too. The gorilla chuckled as the dog knelt before him, one paw grabbing his member and squeezing it, pleased to see such a reaction.

Steven really had lost any mean of vocalizing his thoughts, lust having replaced words with more primeval sounds. His paw, while big, barely managed to wrap itself around the bouncer’s pridehood, the warm cock jumping in it as he moved his digits up and down, ever so slowly. His other paw went automatically to explore the rest of the gorilla’s body, groping one full pec and twisting his nipple.

“Fuck…” The primate uttered from above, shifting his positions so that he wasn’t leaning on the door, his arms unfolded to gently caress the dog’s headfur. Said canine was currently evaluating the meat he had at paws, enjoying the mildly exotic feel of leather under his pawpads and the fullness of those muscles.

“He really is muscled everywhere!” Steven thought, comparing the cock to the pec he was currently groping. They were different, though, the pridehood feeling so hot as he jerked it, as hard as steel and, yet, still somewhat malleable as he moved its skin. Pre was starting to leak from the round head as he peeled away the foreskin, so clear and delicious looking and so close…

The Beauceron extended his long tongue, scooping the liquid and smacking his lips as he tasted it, eliciting a moan from his partner. It was not anything special, musky and salty, but it was the flavor of a true man, full of testosterone or so he liked to imagine. He moved his head a bit more, wrapping his lips around the fat head, his tongue exploring it as his paw milked that delicious cock, the other moving to caress those lowhangers.

He glanced up and looked at Dax, who grumbled in pleasure without doing much, staying still as his cockhead got worshiped, paws posed on the canine’s broad shoulders. By the look on his flat face he was trying his hardest to keep is cool, as the dog sure knew what a male with foreskin liked; he played with that piece of skin, running his tongue on the exposed head, swirling it as he jerked him off.

That was just the beginning of the appetizer, though, only the tip of the meaty sausage, the start of an oral journey to… “God I am delirious”. The Beauceron thought as he gently nursed that cocktip for the last time before thrusting his muzzle down to accept more of that dick. Its thickness was almost a challenge to take in, his maw aching a bit as it was extended to accept it; luckily it wasn’t too long, so his long muzzle managed to handle it pretty comfortably.

His nose flushed against the gorilla’s crotch, inhaling his musk as the dog basked in the feeling of having a cock in his muzzle. It was so meaty, his lips parted to accept it, saliva drooling from the angles as he moved back, long and nibble tongue playing with the hot rod on its way out. He didn’t forget to use his paws too, the newly freed one going to grope that bubble butt as the other did numbers on the ape’s lowhangers.

Dax stayed silent for the moment, and quite still, as if his whole will was in not coming. Or maybe he was impressed on the knelt male’s oral skills, as the dog liked to think. Nonetheless, he bobbed his head in a steady phase, not forgetting to use his tongue to stimulate the head and foreskin, all this action making him hornier than ever.

“Maybe I should spare a paw for myself…” He considered briefly, trying to decide which one as they were both busy with some heavy stuff, but he didn’t had time to do it as he felt a paw on his head. He stared back to the gorilla, making sure that half of his saliva soaked dick was out of his mouth for the maximum lewd effect.

“Now, I’m gonna do something to you, don’t freak out, don’t wanna my cock bitten off.” The tattooed bouncer warned him, which actually prevented his partner to do just that as the standing fur shifted his position, something warm and strong wrapping around the doghood.

Gulping down a moan, Steven realized that what was around his cock was one of the buff primate’s feet, and that thanks to his evolutionary heritage they felt and moved just like paws. He was getting jerked off as he blew a guy! He couldn’t believe it! But he better did, and had a job to do, so he resumed his sucking as the strong digits caressed his sensible meat.

Without gagging, he blew the portly gorilla off, his moans of pleasure just giving a further edge thanks to the vibrations. The jerking of his knotted member went in tandem with his head’s movements, synchronized in just the perfect way…. The movements mimicking the ones iof real fucking, though his cock wasn’t enveloped in a humid warmth…

Still... the ape knew what he was doing, squeezing as the paw went down, even rubbing a bit against his knot. He wouldn’t ever have known that an ape could do that…. It felt just like when he jerked off! That just fueled his own sucking, trying his best to give a good time to Dax, his tongue covering his member with spit, as more and more pre landed on it.

Slowly, but surely, a fire formed inside him, something that happened every time he blew someone off. For some strange reason, the act awakened his bottom’s need, making his wanton of the big cock in his muzzle to penetrate some other part of him… again and again and again… Especially when said cock was just this… peculiarly attractive.

With a sigh, he let that cock out of his muzzle, the thick meat landing on it as it sprang out, smearing pre and saliva on it. Dax didn’t stop his paw, keeping stimulating the dog’s bone, looking at him curiously, his breath light unlike the canine’s; that was surely a good sign, at least from an endurance point of view.

“Yer got enough of this? Wanna get fucked?” The ape with the flames tattoo grinned widely, his paw not stopping one minute, the leather of it moving smoothly over the doghood. His arms were again folded under his pecs, which made them look ever bigger than before, leaving the canine panting in lust.

“Y-yeah.” The Beauceron managed to moan, a sudden concern dawning in him. “B-but I am afraid I don’t have any condom that… well…”

He stuttered as he saw that grin of his getting an impish quality, one paw unlocked so that a thumb pointed out to a small object that had been previously tossed on the ground. “I’m always prepared.” The gorilla chuckled as he finally released his grip on that member, his foot going to grab that condom and, in an astonishing feat of muscular flexibility almost impossible for someone that buff, go up so that the ape could hold it with his paw.

“… I’m getting the lube.” Steven managed to say at last, almost running to his secret naughty fun drawer and grabbing the good kind of lube. He didn’t care, at this point, that it showed how eager he was, his brain higher functions had been overruled by his need of being bred.

“What position would you like?” The buff bouncer asked in normal tones, as if he was not going to thrust his cock up the dog’s ass in a few seconds, just standing there as he opened the condom.

The long furred male stopped in his track, valuating the ape’s equipment for just a few seconds before answering. “Missionary.” Was all he said, judging it the best position for maximum pleasure from that cock, which was slowly covered by a white layer of rubber.

“Sound good to me! Want me to finger you?” The muscled man replied, still grinning as he moved his fingers, showing off that they were the perfect instruments of ass spreading. All he got was a quick nod and the bottle of lube being tossed on the bed, the canine already getting on the same piece of furniture, his paws grabbing his knees as he spread his legs wide, making sure his long tail stayed still as he bared his hole to the air.

The gorilla rumbled a chuckle as he approached his laying partner, retrieving the lube and landing a good deal of it on his fingers. One paw grabbing the right leg of the dog, he moved his fist down, one finger striking out to gently prod and test the musky tailhole, almost tenderly poking it with its tip.

“Go on, I’m not a newbie, you can just- AH!” Steven shout out as he felt the thick digit penetrating him, his years of practice stopping his hole from clamming out. The lube helped the finger’s travel, as the gorilla sank knuckle deep in his friend, meeting the prostate at the end of it. The dog barked a moan as his cock jumped for the internal stimulation, and barked once more as the ape slowly thrust in and out with his finger, spreading his ass already.

“You sure ain’t.” Dax taunted, adding one finger to the mix, being careful as he did that. That just added more pressure in the canine’s ass, increasing the pleasure he was getting subjected to, as he tried his best to keep his legs up and open at the same time. Just with those two fingers he felt as spread as with his toys, lube trickling down and mating his perineum’s fur. But he was not dealing with a normal dick here…

“A-add one more finger… please…” He moaned heavily, knowing that he needed all the preparation he could to accept such a thick pridehood. The primate grunted an agreement, getting out those fingers just long enough to pump some more lube on them, pressing three of them against that hole.

They sank back in with some initial difficulty, but the pucker knew the drill and relaxed, accepting all of them by the end, the fingering going smoothly and fast within a few seconds, battering the poor dog’s prostate in the process. His knotted cock kept jumping again and again, leaking pre on his brown furred abs, he gorilla masterfully scissoring his digits to get the ass as stretched as possible.

But it was not enough, not when Steven knew what the ape packed. It needed it, and at this point he didn’t care if there was going to be a bit of pain, he just NEEDED it at this point. He could get only that much from fingers, and he was pointingly not jerking off, wanting to last as long as he physically could.

“That’s enough… Just... just fuck me now.” The Beauceron ordered in his best demanding tone, even though he was legs up and with three fingers up in his ass, cock pulsing hard on his stomach.

“I thought you never asked.” The gorilla joked, quickly getting his digits out, squeezing an abundant dose of lube out of the bottle and on his condom-ed cock, giving a compulsory stroke.

“Don’t be gentle, I’m a man, I can take it.” The soon-to-be-fucked canine added, bracing himself for what was going to come, the two strong paws of the shorter male grabbing his tights, eagle spreading his legs to give better access.

“Oh buddy, I sure know that.” The gorilla said, leaning over his partner for the night as he shifted his hips, aiming his fat cock against that tight ring. The tailhole reacted as expected, accepting the new guest with just some slight protest, the cocktip taking a few seconds before sinking in, a groan arising from the dog.

It was a slow, messy thing, the beer can thick rod moving inside Steven, as hot and hard as a newly made iron bar. His innards had to readjust to accept such a hefty cock, sending shivers of pleasure mixed with pain that just barely kept his own neglected cock hard. But it was worth it, as his nerves were stimulated at their high capacity, and when the cock hit the prostate….

“Oh god!” He shouted as he felt his spongy gland being punched by the gorilla’s tool, a huge explosion of pleasure blossoming deep inside him. The member didn’t go much further in, luckily, but being longed inside him kept the stimulation going, pain subsiding immensely as the male on top paused.

“And it’s only the first thrust!” Dax gleefully exclaimed, leaning even more on the other man. He shifted his hips gently, changing the position of his cock inside that warm and tight ass, making his partner groan in pleasure; feeling that was for the best, the dog freed his legs from the grasp, wrapping and locking them around the gorilla’s waist, pulling him closer, his own member trapped between their bodies.

“Just fucking fuck me now, okay?” He demanded, wanting to feel that explosion again. He knew that more and more of them would lead to an orgasm the likes of which he felt just a pawful of times, and he wanted, no, needed for the gorilla to start moving!

“Well, can’t say no to such request, eh?” The gray furred male breathed on before bucking his hips ever so slowly, inch by inch getting out of his ass. The dog groaned at the feeling of his insides re-aligning, and groaned even more when the ape pushed his cock back in, air escaping his lungs.

From that point onwards they stopped exchanging words, expressing their thoughts only in moans and animalistic sounds as the bouncer with the tattoos picked up a pace, slamming his enlarged member deeper and deeper in the upturned booty of the dog. Steven just relaxed and enjoyed the ride, letting his partner for the night do the work; his legs slouched on the ample back of the ape along with his arms, head resting down as he enjoyed a good fucking.

Dax did his work, having turned in a sex animal, hooking his own arms under the Beauceron’s armpits, a position that let him maneuver his hard pole inside the dog with much more strength as he drooled over the other male. The fucked fur noticed it, his prostate getting slammed again and again from many directions, the tailhole getting loosened as it got violated by six inches of pure meat.

The doghood was trapped between the two sweating males, roughly caressed and helping increasing the pressure deep inside the Beauceron along with the strong and vehement internal stimulation by the hard cock. A couple more minutes of that and he was sure that he would spill his seed all over them, in a great and glorious explosion; starting pushing back, he searched to reach his climax, wanting it so badly…

Lost in pleasure, Steven was really surprised to feel his body being lifted, clingy mightily to the ape as the grip of his arms tightened. “W-what?!” The canine shouted, as the gorilla stood up carrying his partner in his strong arms with ease despite the size of his burden. The overall shift changed the way the thick cock penetrated him, heightening the pressure against his prostate even more, a moan escaping his muzzle.

“That’s what.” Dax simply said with a lusty grimace, walking with the dog wrapped around him for a few paces, each step causing unusual pleasure in the screwed male, until he found his objective. With some force, he slammed the taller yet weaker man against the wall, using it as a support, while his arms moved to hook under the canine’s legs, giving a few trying thrusts before being satisfied.

“This is so fucking hot!” The Beauceron thought, the very idea of being overpowered in such a way turning him on a whole different level. Gripping on the hard body against him, he tried to move up and down that deliciously thick member, to give a sign to his partner that he sure was liking what was happening.

The horny expression on the gorilla’s face told him that his message had been heard loud and clear, the gray furred bouncer starting to push against the other’s movements. It was slow at first, thanks to the strange position, but soon the ape had figured out the best way to fuck the clinging dog without it being too tiresome, and was then fucking happily in the loosen hole, his balls slapping in the air as he did so.

Leaning his muzzle on the sunbursted shoulder, Steven rode the cock at the best of his capacity, the subsided arousal firing up once again. The way he was being fucked gave perfect access to his hole and aimed the hot rod just right against his pleasure not, as the abundant pre showed, mating both their furs.

The exotic position was draining for the both of them, but highly stimulating, as the thrusts of the gorilla grew more erratic by the minute, their strength increasing by the second. Steven just moaned with a wide open muzzle, not caring of the impression he would give, the room filled with the sounds of fucking as the fire deep in his ass grew and grew, fiercer and fiercer when, finally, one well-aimed slam did the job.

“Fuuuuuuckkkk!” He howled to the air as his unused cock twitched and shoot up in the air, his white cum landing over them in impossible places as it was catapulted by the forceful thrusts of the ape. His hole clenched accordingly as he rode, quite literally, his orgasm on the bouncer’s dong, his inside getting tighter than before.

Dax’s expression didn’t change, nor did his groans, but the particularly strong thrust that smashed his prostate told him that the ape had reached his climax at the same time, that, and how his muscles relaxed against him. Fighting his sudden weakness, the primate slummed backwards, luckily finding the bed under him, the furniture complaining loudly for the rude behavior,

Not that it mattered to Steven, as he laid on the panting hunk, himself out of breath, the other male’s member still embedded in him, his seed covering them in layers as his doghood twitched every now and then. He closed his eyes, wanting to enjoy the afterglow in quietness, maybe even drifting to sleep.

“I give you five minutes, buddy, then you start riding my cock.” A deep rumble came from under him, prompting the dog to star at the quite awaken gorilla.

“He can’t mean… surely he is too tired to do it so soon… I can’t…” Steven thought in his confusion, not believing that the other could be ready…. It couldn’t be true… But the dick deep in him hadn’t lost any hardness… and it was still smashing his prostate…

“Sounds good to me.” He answered, feeling his own exhausted doghood steering slowly into life.