Tucker the Top Dog 3
Tucker follows Rhoun back to his office for a 'nap'.
Rhouns eyes bug out of his head.
“Bud, are you alright?" It's probably not helping that Mylo is passed out on the floor with my cum dripping from his ass.
He doesn't budge as I move toward him. The smell of oil and grease intermingles with sex and sweat creating a cocktail so arousing that even though I've gotten off twice today I'm getting hard again.
I stare up at Rhoun.
“Wh–" He looks to Mylo, and then to me. “Wh-what d-did you do?"
“Oh, Mylo? He… he was helping me with a problem. A human thing." I nod.
“What k-kind of 'human thing'?" Rhoun asks, his eyes drifting toward Mylo's exposed ass.
This can't work three times, right? “You see, every once in a while humans go into heat . We need to 'blow off steam', by…" I allow his imagination and Mylo's cum-sticky fur to inform of the rest.
Rhoun whines. I hope I didn't cause him any stress, he's one of my best friends and I'd hate to alienate him. I open my mouth to speak, but Rhoun beats me to it.
“O-okay. C-can you wait until we get to my office?" Rhoun asks.
I nod and gesture for him to lead the way, oggling his ass while he walks through the tunnels. It's big, but it looks much firmer than Mylo or Tyrs, All that walking has paid off for Rhoun.
We arrive at his office and he locks the door. Looking up at him makes my heart melt, he's just too cute, but the nervousness on his face is giving me doubts. Can I really just fuck Rhoun like I did Tyr and Mylo?
“Wh-what sh-should I do?" Rhoun asks, turning his attention to the ground.
I ponder his question despite my raging hard-on. I step forward and gently take his paw, guiding him toward the large, cluttered table in the center of the room. Knowing how he 'organizes' the space, I don't feel bad shoving the various knicknacks to the floor.
Rhoun stares, confused.
I locate a stool, or at least something resembling one, and bring it to the table's edge. “Alright, Rhoun, lay on your back."
He cautiously obeys. “N-now wha–!"
I crawl on top of him and kiss his muzzle. “Now, I get rid of your pants."
Rhoun anxiously lifts his legs and unbuttons, I let out a quiet aww when I see how hard he is. His long, red, cock is dribbling precum onto his chest and he covers his eye with his paw and whines.
Seeing him like this, so vulnerable, I know I can't just ram myself into him like I did Tyr and Mylo. I crouch down and take his cock in my hand and stroke him softly.
“Mmmmm…" He grumbles.
Opening my mouth I take as much of him as I can, which is less than half of his fat dick.
“GRRKk!" I barely suppress my gag reflex as Rhoun thrusts. His perpetual stream of precum fills my mouth and overflows to drip down my lips and chin. I'll allow it.
This time.
It only takes a few licks and a skillful swirl of my tongue over his tip to put him right at the edge. Not wanting the fun to end so soon, I pull off of his dick and drag my tongue down his shaft to his sheath and balls.
Rhoun raises his ass, begging me to rim him. I inhale that intoxicating cocktail: Oil, grease, sweat, sex , the alluring scent begging me to tongue and worship his ass. I dive between his thick, firm, cheeks and slather his hole with spit to prepare him for later, savoring his taste all the while.
His cute, weak, horny whines encourage me to dig deeper. My tongue probes past the outer ring into him, I gently suck and slurp on the warm, taught, skin and dig my fingernails into the fur of his sides.
“B-bud… P-please–" Rhoun begs.
“Please?" I ask, pulling my tongue from his hole.
“F-fuck me!"
I rise and lean over Rhoun, not nearly tall enough to reach his face I pat his belly and grab his cock. “Whatever you want, bud."
Unlike Tyr and Mylo, I know I want to be gentle. Or maybe I just want him to feel every. Single. Inch. As I slide into him, to make him moan and squirm and beg for my cock. Know that he's mine now.
I adjust my stance and my cock easily finds his entrance. When my tip presses forward I could swear he tries to suck me into him, but I don't allow myself to be taken. Not yet. He'll have to wait.
“P-please!" He begs again, more desperate.
“Shh, bud, shh…" I push another inch inside, he clenches, urging me deeper into his tight ass.
He shimmies down the table, further onto my cock.
“Hah! Relax, bud, let me take care of you, okay?" I pull out, refusing to let him dictate the pace. Minutes pass like this, every movement makes Rhoun wriggle and writhe beneath me. He makes such a cute bitch.
Every inch is rewarded with a submissive whimper and I keep my chosen pace until my balls rest against his cheeks.
“You're doing so good, bud!" I say, gripping his cock. “I'm going to fuck you now, alright?"
He nods and clenches, fuck he wants me to breed him so bad.
And I can't say no to Rhoun.
The room is filled with the sound of passionate, slow fucking, and Rhouns begs.
His adorable little whimpers bring me closer and closer to the edge when suddenly his cock jumps and spurts a sticky load all over his chest. His sphincter clenches and contracts around my cock, sending me over the edge.
“Fuck yeah, bud! Take my load, good job, Rhoun!"
Rhoun blushes at my praise.
I collapse on his chest as my cock softens and together we pass out for a short, and very sticky, nap.
Had the hardest time sticking to 1k words here! I wanted to write so much more!