Tucker the Top Dog 4
Tucker runs into Nocce in the halls and narrowly survives this harrowing encounter!
I awake on top of Rhoun. Careful not to wake him, I crawl up his body and kiss his cheek.
“Sleep tight, bud,” I whisper.
Being courteous, I find a mostly clean rag and wipe the sticky mess off of Rhoun. A good top always takes care of his bottom! I probably need to do something to make it up to Tyr and Mylo…
Once Rhoun is cleaned, I ensure his door is locked and sneak out. My monitor says it’s the 18th mark. Damn, so early? I’ve got half the day ahead of me! I’m still trying to figure out what to do when I leave the vents and return to the regular, monochrome, halls.
“I guess I could go the cafeteria and– Oof!” I fall backward on my ass.
“Watch it, human .” Nocce towers above me and… sniffs the air?
“What–”
A low, dangerous growl accompanies his furious glare.
“Uhh, Nocce, what did I–HUH?!” He leans down, grabs my wrist, and drags me down the hall. “H-Hey!”
“Shut up.” He replies, leaving me no room to protest.
Knowing Nocce, I just shut up. What was he even smelling for? Did I– Oh, right, all that cum coating my shirt, crotch, and skin. Is he like, putting me in prison?! Did I break some rule??
My worry doesn’t have time to take root as Nocce opens a door into an empty lab and locks the door.
“Nocce wha–Ah!” He lifts me by the shirt.
“Little human whore,” His face twists in disgust. “I can smell it on you.”
He drops me to the ground, his huge, muscular form blocking my only exit. I crawl back in terror.
“W-wait, Nocce, I can explain I–”
“Shut up.” He steps forward and his paws move to his waist toward his intimidating firearm and baton. Oh no, by the Heart, he’s going to fucking kill me!
“NOCCE! PLEASE I–What?”
He unbuttons his jeans and steps out of his clothes, the tip of his cock poking out from his sheath. His large, furry testes bounce as he approaches with that menacing, predatory look in his eye. Then he stops.
“What–what are you–”
He pounces, pinning me to the ground and roughly tearing my pants away.
“You little bitch.” Nocce reaches behind him and grabs my cock.
“Oh, fuck ye–GRK!” He cuts me off by grabbing my throat.
“Shut up.” He squeezes my dick and grunts, disappointed.
I’m still unsure of what’s going on and the confusion makes it difficult to get hard.
Nocce pauses. He stands and turns around.
“Get hard, bitch.” Nocce says, slamming his shapely, muscular ass onto my face. “Lick, or you don’t get air.”
My dick twitches as his hyper-masculine scent assaults me.
“I said lick , human!” He grinds his ass harder onto my face.
I can’t breathe and Nocce can easily overpower me, my only choice is to obey. I stick my tongue out to meet his twitching, hungry, hole. His taste is much stronger than Rhouns, more masculine and natural.
Stretching my neck to get better access I make sure to leave no part of his ass unlicked. Nocce rewards my efforts by occasionally allowing me to take a breath before smothering me again.
I gasp when I feel his long, coarse, tongue drag across my cock.
“Good. You’re almost ready.” Nocce grunts, talking to himself.
Before he rises I make one last attempt to impress him with my tongue, fully extending it and applying a bit of suction, which lets me reach deeper inside of him.
He whimpers and moans, arching his back and rotating his hips to ride my tongue before regaining control of his senses. “Ha–Hnngg– GRRRRRRRRRRR!”
The light nearly blinds me. “Whuh–”
“You are the bitch .” He turns toward me and slams himself onto my cock, nearly forcing me to cum right there.
“Agh–HAKK–” Nocce kills the words before they can form by slamming his huge bubble-butt onto me again.
“You think because your cock is in me you’re the top ? Just because you might have the smallest skill at licking a superior male's ass you’re in charge?” He widens his stance. “No.”
My eyes flutter as he clenches, his hole is like a fucking vice, By the fucking Eye!
Nocce gives me no time to breath or protest as he begins to ride me. He buries my cock inside him and pulls up to the tip before repeating the process, slowly coaxing his own gigantic cock from his sheath.
At least he isn’t trying to fuck me with that monster, it’s easily the largest cock I’ve ever seen!
My pelvis begins to ache as Nocce uses me for his amusement, he doesn’t even look at me while he roughly strokes his meat.
I reach up to grab his waist.
GRRRRRRRRRRRR
He slaps my hands away. “No touching, toy .”
I surrender to my fate as nothing more than Nocce’s dildo. His vice-like ass and incredible strength grant me no options.
Until I notice something change.
His gyrations and riding get’s faster, sloppier, and needier , he takes less and less of my cock out every time he rises, like he needs me inside him. Yeah, this big dog needs to be fucked . His looser stance allows me to raise my hips to meet him.
His ears flatten and his eyes flutter. “H–Haa– Grr rrrrraaaa–” His tongue flops from his mouth.
He’s lost in his lust. I reach up and grab his hefty, swinging balls.
“Do-don’t touch me, b-bitch!” He growls but doesn’t move to stop.
Feeling bold I power through the soreness and thrust faster and harder. “You gonna shoot with my cock in you, Nocce?”
“I–”
“Cum on my cock, bitch !” I hiss, grabbing his thighs and pulling him down.
“Harrrrooooooooo!!” Nocce raises his muzzle and howls as his cock erupts, utterly soaking me with his load as I drain my balls into his muscular ass.
“Fuck you’re such a good f–”
“Never speak of this again, or I’ll rip your arms off.”
…
“Y-yes sir.”