Tucker the Top Dog
Tucker has convinced the men on board the Ikoriod-2 Station that humans go into heat, and he needs their help to blow off steam!
A little writing challenge. No story over 1k words and taking no longer than an hour to write each. Just pure smut. Have fun, enjoy!
Tyr is bent over with his nose in a drawer, trying to find a part to fix the translator; It's been acting strange lately. I can't help but admire his ass, bent over like that I see just how soft and bouncy it looks.
“I'm certain I had one in here…" Tyr says as he reaches deeper into the drawer, having the side effect of jiggling his ass. His tail bounces with it.
“No worries I–" Oh, right, he can't understand yet.
I might as well enjoy the show. Tyr might be a scientist with dubious ethics and questionable morals, but damn, there's nothing dubious or questionable about that ass. Unfortunately, my show is cut short as Tyr locates whatever part he was looking for.
He walks back to his desk and smiles. “This should do it!"
What a cute smile.
“Uh, Tucker, can you say something? Are you alright?"
“Yeah, I'm–" An idea blooms as my dick strains against my pants. “A-Actually Tyr, I uh… I'm having a human problem…"
“Oh! Should I call Marrowyn?" Tyr looks worried.
Father-son bonding ti– No, that's too creepy, even for my fantasies. “No, I think you can help me just fine, Tyr."
He nods, waiting for me to elaborate.
“It's just, well, humans, we go into a kind of… heat , and it's made it difficult for me to focus." I spread my legs suggestively. “It's almost painful, even."
Tyr's ears perk up and he blushes. “I–I'm not sure I can he-help you with that, Tucker. Uhm, I–"
“Ahh… shame… On Earth, I could have just–never mind…" I look off to the side listlessly.
Tyr frowns and fidgets in his chair. A cute little whine, the first of many I hope, escapes his muzzle. “I… Alright, what do I need to do?"
“Ahhh, that's more like it." I lazily thrust into Tyr's maw, he gags and chokes as I prod the back of his throat. I feel my balls tense up when they slap against his chin. I scratch behind his ears.
“Mmrhmm–Gllkk–" Tyr looks up at me, his eyes wide.
He was reluctant at first, but that growing lump in his pants tells me he's come around. Not to mention his wagging little tail and the way his ears are bent back. I've always thought the way a distinguished gentleman looks on his knees with a mouth full of cock is cute.
I withdraw myself from his mouth and sit in his chair, the leathery texture of it is cold against my ass. “Alright, sit." I point at my spit-slick cock.
“I–I–" Tyr mutters, still on his knees, he swallows, stands, and begins to strip.
“Turn around, take your pants off slowly ."
“A-as you wish, Tucker." Tyr turns around and bends down to remove his pants. His tail is wagging furiously, I guess he likes being told what to do.
His fluffy ass bounces as he kicks off his pants, and when he turns around I see he's fully hard as his cock juts out of his sheath.
I don't need to say anything, Tyr walks over and sits in my lap, straddling me.
“Tucker I–Mmmh! Hnngg…." He moans into my mouth as I lock my lips to his and nest my cock between his cheeks. His warm hole teases and invites me, and I waste no time lining my tip to his hole.
“AAahhhh yeeeeaaaaa…" I moan as I sink easily inside him.
“Oooh! By the Eye I–F-fuck me, Tucker!" Tyr pleads with another cute moan.
Never one to disappoint, I order him to bounce on my cock as I thrust.
The old dog happily takes me, and his dick pours a steady stream of precum onto my shirt. There won't be any hiding this, that's for sure. He's so tight and warm, not to mention eager .
He clenches around my shaft, the warmth, and pressure so intense I could cum at any moment.
My balls slap against his ass and our fucking grows more intense, more primal. I stare up at the, relatively, small carain. His tongue hangs from his mouth and his eyes are blurry and unfocused.
I grab his cock at the knot.
“Tucker! Ahh! By, by the Eye!" He howls.
With my hands on his hips, I lift him off of me until only my tip remains inside his twitching, sloppy, hole and then pull him down, slamming my length entirely inside him.
Once again Tyr howls with pleasure, his hole clenches and trembles as he reaches orgasm, coating my chest and face with his salty load.
I bite down on his shoulder and wrap my arms around him, the sight of him cumming hands-free sends me over the edge.
We both grunt and groan, our orgasms slowly subsiding. My cock begins to soften and Tyr shakily rises to get off my dick.
“Thank–" I take a deep breath. “Thank you, Tyr, that's much better."
Tyr's ears twitch and I watch him bend over to get dressed. Wow, I really did a number on him, but his tail is wagging harder than I've ever seen.
“O-of course, Tucker." He coughs. “Sh-should you ever need assistance with this issue again, please, know my hole–er, door, is always open to you."
I laugh and pull my pants up. “Well, Human heat can last for a while… so I'll probably take you up on that."
“I'm happy to help satisf–!"
I smack his well-fucked ass. “Thanks for fixing the translator, Tyr, I gotta go."
He whines and moans and I take the opportunity to yank his tail. “T-Tucker! Ahhn…" Whether on purpose or by reflex, he sticks his ass in the air, inviting me for a second round.
“Keep that enthusiasm, Tyr, I'll be sure to drop by later."
I look down at my shirt once I'm back in the hall. Yikes. What a mess, I hope Marrowyn doesn't mind that I fucked his dad.